MB's first lesson in sharing

Me: Mary Bullock, can I have some of your goldfish?
MB: [eyes me suspiciously] oh, alright. [This was non-verbal, but very clearly communicated.]
MB: [digs in her snack trap, brings out a handful.]
Me: [with an open palm] Thank you, Mary Bullock! You are so sw...
MB: Sucka!! [shoves them all in her mouth]

Must. Protect. Goldfish.

Uh-oh. Cornered. 

Ruuuuuuuuuun!