"Bullshit," the Joker responded, pausing just long enough to kick the door (mostly) shut before dumping his goodies on the table. "Let's see..." He gave Crane a passing glance before pulling out the boxes - all of them cereal, most of them for kids. "Lucky Charms, Cocoa Pebbles, some kind of... Fruit Loops knockoff - they were out of the real stuff - and... Wheaties." He smiled very blandly at Crane. "Just in case you don't like processed sugars."

He then pulled out the bowls, some spoons (one was bent a little too much to be really useful), the milk and the juice. "Balanced breakfast and everything, Doc. I'm here on a mission of, uh, good will." He wandered around the kitchen, looking in cabinets and drawers for something. "Cups?"