The bird screeched to himself. What a fool! He had chosen the form of a bird to keep a distance, and thought that she might view anyone or any animal suspiciously. But now he wasn't able to just grab her. Damn it...how has she even survived this long?!

A few thoughts ran through his head but really...none of them were good. if he divebombed the car, itd spin out of cntrol. If he divebombed the crowd, they would panic. if he landing in the middle of the road...yea the car would either spin out of control, or he would get flattened. 

The only thing he could do then was to get the girls attention in a none threatening manner...and theres only one way hat comes to his mind...but thats disgusting, so he does the next best thing. This is going to suck.

aiming himself carefuly, he reverts his form back into his true self, a large blob of liquid...and drops. Hopefully onto her shoulder.