Now, if you are fortunate enough to be able to pat the chest of an all-puffed-up female, there's no mistaking the sac. As you run your hand down, you'll go, 'OMG! There's a big soft sac under there!!'
And: as we are ornithologists, and desirous of understanding, here's a thing:
firstly, you must understand that so much emoo stuff has degrees. For example, a tiny bit of sideways boogie, or a lot. A tiny bit of feathers raised, or a lot.
And one thing is: if a female should chance to be in Absolute All-Out Bigged-Up Mode, with sideways boogie and maxi-feather-puff and vocalising, you will see that the whole ensemble of feathers and sac swings. If you could get two females to do this in perfect side by side unison, you'd think, 'I gotta buy that woman a bra for Christmas!'
[And a rare delight is to see a breeding-pair, in defence of their territory -- usually the female only does the fighting -- snap into a synchronised Sideways Bigged-Up Display]