Oh sure, some of them might have been normal and fine! But others were mixed with explosives. Some with poison. Various amounts of cyanide. Among other fun little drugs and the like. Naturally he hadn't written down which ones were which, because where was the fun in that?
He stilled, however, at Bruces question. Grin flickering to life across his face as he turned his gaze toward the other man. "Of course! Though I did have some help." Echo had done most of the baking and he'd just dropped the poison and small explosives in. "Don't like the flavor, Mister Wayne?" He questioned innocently, craning his head as if to see which ones the other had been given. Giggling in excitement at the thought of him biting into a poison one.