"'Course I can," he says with a chuckle as he takes the beans, then pops one into his mouth. Hm. Yeah that's... still a pretty hard crunch, but could be worse. He takes a moment to try and determine if the deep frying really makes a noticeable difference or not, but it's hard to say.

"Maybe with a side-by-side comparison... Between fried and not fried, I mean," he says, because he realizes a bit late that he's started speaking his thoughts out loud without any context.

"It's the damned fortune teller. Made me say whatever comes to mind," he explains as he crunches on another bean, then waves for Will to come along as he starts toward the ring toss. "Which I know you'll probably take advantage of now that I've said that, but I guess fair's fair after that one time at the night market."