"Is'it not always th' way of it?" Well, in Fett's experience that was usually the case. People liked to bark around him because it made them feel better. He had stopped listening a long time ago.

Revenge by way of consuming eared products went over his head entirely, sad as that was; it did not actively harm the Mouse in any way, after all. What did not go over his head was that these cookies were coated in multi-colored frosting. He took one from the container to get a closer look. "Yer doin' it on purpose, I reckon," he decided.