"We're not gonna need all of 'em for that," Oliver pointed out. "That's an awful lot of cans to go huntin' down afterwards. We can pick a few and keep usin' 'eeeeeehm..." The last word wiggled audibly at Edwin's sneak attack, and he gently swept a hand back to bat at him before going after his new cans.
It took a little maneuvering with all four cans to get the one that presumably held the prize into his hand before he opened it, taking a minute to understand what it actually was. Not so much fun, but he'd sure take it. "You wanna give it a shot?" he asked Marco, tilting his head towards the machine. "Like I said before, it's probably just a matter of time before people start wandering out to see what's goin' on. Might as well get what we want now."