“Bunny slippers,â€? I said in the most condescending tone I could muster while working my feet into the strange fury contraptions “only logical at this point!â€?

“The boss won’t see bipeds who aren’t wearing themâ€? calmly returned the pigeon, the snake nodding in agreement.

“And I assume the boss is probably like…Steinbrenner’s dog no less?â€?

“Haha,â€? rumbled the snake “a domestic in charge of sssaving the world…a dog running the department, well that isss just down right ridiculousss!â€?

“Ridiculous!â€? repeated the pigeon.

Having always been somewhat of a dog person I was tempted to ask for an explanation, but taking into account the totality of the circumstances, ultimately I was content to let it go.

“Exactly how do you two propose that we get to Yankee Stadium,â€? pausing to choose my words carefully “I don’t suppose the two of you have subway tokens?â€?

“Ac-tualy, that iss another reason to wear the ssslippersssâ€? slyly said the snake in a very disconcerting manner.

“Make sure they fitâ€? laughed the pigeon.