OMG! Is that just not too cute!!!! Reminds me of a peacock I once saw trying--unsuccessfuly--to impress a peahen.
I played your video a number of times. Buddy watched it attentively all the way through one time--after that I guess she thought she's already seen that movie. But she answered Pip's chirps every time for 5 or 6 playings. Then she went back to sleep. It was too funny.
It's clear Pip, like all Lovies, doesn't know he is little. And watching a younger lovie just makes me want another all the more. I'd almost forgotten how they move-- before they get to be "seniors" with arthritis. I just love everything about them. Except for their ways of demonstrating why they are called love birds.
My last male tried repeatedly to feed me massive quantities of upchucked, partialy digested bird seed! When I wouldn't eat it he'd try to put it in my ear

. He also demonstrated his love for me in another, more embarrasing way.

His vet tried giving the twerp female hormone shots for a while. They calmed him down for about 3 weeks per shot. At $20 a pop, I decided to live with it. But he was too cute. And absolutely beautiful--I called him Bo, short for Rainbow. He was a Peachface/Masked cross and just about the prettiest lovie I have ever seen.
Buddy, on the other hand, is more muted, almost pastel. She is a pied. Her obnoxious habit is shedding any and all pieces of paper/cardboard in the house and then building nests in every drawer I own. She has shredded newspaper, paper bags, the covers and the first and last few pages of every paper back/telephone book I own, sometime before I finish the book

. And money, checks, bills, freshly typed reports needed for work....the list goes on. There used to be shredded paper everywhere! It would clog up my vacuum cleaner so I had to sweep it up. The vet told me not to let her have any nesting material. Fat chance! But she doesn't shred anymore--just a strip or two now and then, for old time's sake. I guess she has gone through birdie menopause.
But I ramble. Thank you for sharing the video. I REALLY enjoyed it. I wish I had a video camera so I could record Buddy stuffing herself into a toilet paper tube. I put my hand over one end to give her traction & she pushes herself inside. When the top half of her body is in I move my hand & she surges forward in a huge hop. Sometimes she falls over & rolls around until the tube comes off. But she charges in again. Sometimes she runs around with the tube on her head & chest, bobbing her head up & down with the tube waving up and down, too. And, every once in a while she manages to gets all the way in, where she attacks a stick I wiggle in front of her. When she gets ahold of the stick I can pick her up, TP tube and all, and wave her around in the air. Eventually she squeezes on out, having made it all the way through the tube. It's her favorite game in the world. She still plays it but not nearly as vigorously--or for as long--as she used to.
I'm not too obsessed with her, am I? I should stop before I put everyone to sleep! Buddy is already asleep, snuggled up against my neck where she belongs. Even an old, not too active Lovie is a joy to have.
Moe