The supermarket was on the Wabbit's normal route and of course, no-one ever saw the Wabbit. Even if they thought they did, he could disappear and reappear at will. So they saw him but .. they didn't really. No one ever believed them when they told their friends. If they had known the Wabbit (and how could they ?) they would realise that the Wabbit was fussy about carrots. A careful wabbit inspection of carrots would reveal the twue nature of any establishment. On this occasion, the Wabbit was not impressed. He had seen better. Not what he was used to. The Wabbit shook his head and did that thing with his leg. Then he hopped past the checkout and without looking back, he was gone.