"... You sure showed me," drawls Darren. "I have been told."

"Oh, snap," says Bella, unconvincingly.

"Yeah, I sure told him."

"Also," pipes up Vernon from his couch, "I heard that. Quarter. Into the jar."

"... Damn," sighs Savannah.

"Two now!" says Vernon brightly.

Savannah mutters some (non-expletive) things under her breath. She goes off, finds a jar with a lot of quarters in it, and - in go two quarters.

"...Wait, what's the first one for? I missed it."

"First thing I called Darren. I was hoping dad wouldn't notice."

"Noticed," replies Vernon, in the same cheerful tone.

"Does the household swear jar go to a good cause?"

"Movie nights. Weirds them out when we show up with a ton of quarters and we're like, 'Yeah, three for X-Men.'"

Bella laughs.

"Awww."

"You can have mine, I don't care for them."

"Yay!" says Savannah happily. "Thanks! I hope I get silly and contradictory fortunes!"

"You're welcome."

Darren's amused, and goes to get food. Food is gotten. It's all quite exciting.

Vernon gets his, too - there's both chicken fried rice and wanton soup for Bella.

Om nom nom!

As they eat, Savannah gives Darren the puppy-eyes.

"Eee!"

"Do you actually like fortune cookies?" Bella asks Darren.