Dinner... *an unsettling grin falls upon his face* *Jackson, covered in bulletproof armor and holding a nerf gun, walks up to Jacksons room* *Crunching gets increasingly louder* *henry pops his head around the corner* Jackson: what do YOU wa- *Henry throws a smoke-bomb in the room* Jackson: what the!? *Henry sneaks through the smoke, takes the bag of chips, and runs* Jackson: Hehehe