Well, why not? The situation's weird enough already, may as well just go with it. Terry takes one out of the box and cracks one open, crunching down on one half while he reads the fortune with a sceptical eye.

"... The ocean will always be there for you." Wh... He looks up at Artolo, and then back at the message, frowning. "Is it me, or is that kind of... Threatening?"