I picked up my latte and saw a movement to my right. It was small. It was gray. It was moving. What are you inferring? It was an actual bird! The chirping I had heard was not a cd track. It was a real live bird. In fact, I saw two. As I tried to take their photo with my camera, they, like Scaredy Squirrel, flew away to the safety of their tree one floor above.
I guess in an effort to beautify the lobby, nature came to help take care of its own.