"I've thought about it a few times. I even tried to walk up to him but he scampered away like a scared rabbit. Probably worried I'm going to sock him in the jaw again." If this was a year ago, he might have.

He snorts and sticks a finger in the frosting. Then he pulls a disgusted face. "What the hell? This thing is even worse than I thought. It's made of... food cubes?"