Bugs chewed loudly, obnoxiously so, at the dinner you'd made him. The stinker liked to show up at your place unannounced often, rapping on your window if he was feeling nice, and simply showing up in your house otherwise. Tonight he was rather quiet, and while his clear affection towards you that he'd never admit was strange enough alone, this was even more bizarre. Bugs bunny, silent at your table and wearing... A suit.

"Yanno, doc... I been meaning ta say somethin. Somethin been itchin at ma head an I don't like it. So out it goes."

He paused, moving his food around. Damn the springtime hare feelins.