I don't guess you would if they were familiar enough to you and you had an appetite for them.

[ Ryoko slides one of the "marshmallows" off a skewer and pops it gingerly into her mouth. She pauses in regarding it, shifting it around in her mouth with an evident curiosity playing across her face as she pokes and prods it with her tongue, observing that increasingly sticky texture as it starts to soften and dissolve into an odd sort of mush she takes to sucking on. ]

I think I'd prefer a few giant carrot pillows to these for comfort myself. These marshmallows are pretty fun, though!

[ Fun enough that she's already thinking to liberate more than her fair share for later. She shifts with that, reaching blindly to pluck another marshmallow off her skewer and pop it into her mouth as she settles her gaze on her present company again. ]

Ryoko. That's my name. [ And you are...? ]