nothing comes out. you hear somebody enjoying that chocolate coin. You scream out in rage and a voice cries out. Out comes a half eaten chocolate coin.
You get a mysterious, leather-bound book with gold leaf. On closer inspection, it appears to be nothing more than an incredibly well-bound copy of My Immortal. Inside the front cover is a receipt for $13.39 spent from your credit card on Amazon.com.
Your hesitation suggests you are trying to protect my feelings. However, since I have none, I would prefer you to be honest. An artist's growth depends upon accurate feedback. — LCDR Data