First, they saw each other across the seed-strewn carpet:
Then, they rushed into each other's beaky embrace:
Then, they realized that we, their humans, had done a terrible job keeping their feathers tidy, so they preened:
And preened into total submission:
And all was well and right in the world (well, until I got too near Fritz and Stanze charged me and bit my leg, but I don't have a picture of that).