My gang got to the point where they would tolerate us out on the balcony if we were sitting at the table, but not otherwise. If we were not in compliance, they would hover a few feet off the deck and dart about, clearly saying "Yo! Big things! Get lost."
I did manage to get a few photos of them with my phone.
"Dance like the photo isn't being tagged; love like you've never been unfriended; and tweet like nobody is following."