[The ice is a useful distraction, he's found. It gives the bird something to play with, that keeps him out of Mordecai's drink, or off of his head, or from doing various other attention-seeking behaviors while his human partner is trying to have a nice time at the bar. For now, though, Mijo isn't interested in the ice, and preens instead.]

Well, not a proper one. I was callin' him mijo an' it kinda stuck, so now it's his name, I guess. I was always bad at comin' up with names, though.