Jake blinked. He'd forgotten just how much weird random plant shit Tommy had inside his brain. "Do you use the big words on purpose? Oe sweylu plltxe niNa'vi, kxawm... Slä nga lu nawfwe, tsawa lu kxeyey."
He reached over and lifted one of the slices of melon, and took a bite. It was good! "This's good! And I thought tawtutes were something like 60% water, anyway? So why's it odd that your not-a-berry's got a bit more in it?"