Three dimly self-illuminated orange orbs travelling due West over SeattleThere were four of us who were gathering together that evening for a man's night out movie marathon in the Capitol Hill area of Seattle. After watching four straight episodes of a Quartermass series (ironically), it was getting really late and we decided to break up the party. Around 3:30 am we gathered in the street to leave, when one witness needed to go back inside to get something. When he returned, the second witness began telling me a story of an encounter he had had recently (more irony). As he was telling the story, the third witness looked up and said, "Look, a UFO". The four of us looked straight up and saw three dimly lit glowing orange orbs moving from East to West overhead. The details are as follows: The orbs (or disks) appeared to be self illuminated, but not very bright, like a candle flame through a transparent orange balloon; which was a different colored orange than the city-light reflections on the clouds. They were traveling directly above us, just below the spotty checkerboard of cumulus clouds, which were estimated to be about 1500-2000 feet high, and the moon was directly south of us at about 65 degree angle from the southern horizon (my estimate). The two outer orbs (north and south)were flying in a straight vector, while the middle orb was "playfully" zigzagging between the other two, yet more closely to the northern-most orb. There was no sound as they passed over.Myself and another witness watched the objects the longest as they passed behind a nearby building, which obscured our view at about a 45 degree angle from our viewpoint. After witnessing these objects we had ruled out these objects as being seagulls, common to this area, as there were no signs of wing-flapping, the objects were not oval-shaped as a seagull's body would be and the maneuvering of the middle object was to fast and erratic for a bird. Seagulls and other birds tend to make sounds when flying as well.After talking about this between a couple of us later, we did not seem to surprised by what we saw, nor disturbed. It just seemed to cap off a perfect evening. Though one witness referred to these objects as "piloted craft", my gut was telling me "critter", as if they were some yet unclassified self-illuminating lifeform.