I passed Steve in the hall and he glared at me as I walked with my doughnut. Steve was in great health in those days while I was pasty and obese. (Still am, sad to say.).
But I was happy with my doughnut. Steve glared at me but didn't say anything. I slunk away.
The next day, there were no more doughnuts at any of the cafés on the main campus. I don't think it's a coincidence.