The bird stared at the package for a moment before snatching it from the old man's hands and dropping the knife in her other hand near Suki's feet. "If you think I'm going to share any, you're wrong. Crackers are one of the few good things you stupid humans have ever made." Polly snapped, being more than a little ungracious. Turning towards the exit, the pink feathered iconoclast rushed through the doors, heading back in the direction of the street.