[It doesn't take long for the parrot to get drunk-when someone his size is drinking? And he has a lack of prior experience? It is quite similar to someone deciding to down a shot of vodquila for the night's first drink.

And he hasn't even gotten half-way through the shot!

The parrot sits on the bar, partially muttering to himself, partially muttering to Norton.]

Zat woman-has ze gaul to cry about not saving people, zen goes ant stabs a min-man in ze chest. And zen to say nosing of aftervarts-and teh-the humiliation-

[It devolves into angry German grumbling at that point as he takes another sip from the shot glass.

He really needs this.]