A people are very friendly. Every morning, after cockcrow, they can gather at the tree, crying soundly about someone they don’t like, oh, and maybe that X people don’t know them. They are so much busy that they can pass hours trying to say bad about X or Y people. They always smile to you. And the moment you turn back, they imediately whisper about you (maybe use secret word they share together to indicate something-you-know). Such nice people they are!