Through the prison grapevine you get wind of a prison break engineered by Kevin Anderson. You pass up the opportunity in favor of another, an anonymous invite you received for a rendezvous in the showers later that night. Now THAT sounded like fun!
A small bird lands in the small barred window. It chirps at you in a friendly fashion. You smile and walk over to it, holding out your hand. It flies over and lands in the palm of your hand. You stroke its small head, and it lifts its tail feathers, poops on your hand, and flies out the window.