[at the bark, Matthew startles and takes wing, flying to a ledge above the door. Jumpy bird reflexes, he can't help it. He waits quietly while the woman is within earshot. When she goes back inside, he caws to himself as if he's clearing his throat]

Yeah, that bark was pretty effective. And she didn't look like she wanted to scare you off, so that's a pretty great start to a meal. Say, do you have any idea what she was saying? When I'm "on the job" I have a certain flair for languages, but not so much since I've come here. Some really weird languages in a place like this. All kinds of new people.

[he is babbling and hopping around a bit. He's just getting anxious over a fresh meal.]