Forget about the bird.
"Wait!" he says. "You forgot your Slimy Snake Soup! You
can't leave without it!"
"What do I use that for?" you say.
"To defeat the evil ogre of the Horrible Hills, that's what! Now
are you taking it or not?"
Dreams mean nothing. Just a coincidence. You get up, feeling
refreshed, and walk down the narrow street. A weird little person
stops you.
