"I'll eat this cheese immediately!" proclaims Mophus, holding said dairy product before him. He opens his mouth wide (which, for him, is an easy feat, though opening it wide enough to get the cheese between his big scary teeth is a little trickier) and chomps down on the cheese.
A loud cracking sound, followed by a tinkling as of broken glass, is heard.
All turn to look at Mophus. Half the adventurers burst out laughing (whether with relief or sheer humour and enjoyment at the situation), while the others are still craning their necks to try and see around the laughing people in order to work out what all the fuss is about.
Standing amid the no-longer-quite-so-white-and-sparkling remains of his terrifying teeth, Mophus wears a blatant look of shock as he stands there with the unharmed chunk of very-very-very hard cheese still sticking out of his mouth.
"Ohh, ssshhucckk..." he mumbles around it.
Once the laugher has (mostly) died down, the adventurers decide they should figure out what to do now.