There was something kind of endearing about the kid, Ollie thought. He was like an overgrown puppy who had yet to grow into his extra skin and humungous paws, all lanky pubescent teenager. He even had the puppy-dog eyes, and his face nearly split with a smile when Ollie compared him to Barry. Clearly, that was like the BIGGEST compliment anyone could have paid Kid Flash. But the with carrot in hand, and Bart's hyper nature, and the speed with which he left, Ollie was reminded of a cartoon where the Tasmanian Devil had stolen a carrot from Bugs Bunny.