"I make it work." He grinned, "I guess I have a bit of a sweet tooth now and then." He adjusted the configuration of dishes in order to open his apartment door, and made a beeline for the kitchen where he promptly dumped them in the sink, "Besides, I'd never be able to drink if I was opposed to sugar." And that would be a real tragedy.
"You can just throw those in the sink. I'll do them later."