[ For now he'll let the first comment slide. As for the second one, he smirks before he lets his spoon sink amidst layers of creme bruleè and fruit. ] Prove it. [ He's not really thinking about his actions more like merely going with the flow of what feels right to say and, hey, a little taunting shall make the game more worthwhile and enjoyable, right.
Sooner than later he drives the spoon to his mouth. Let the game begin!
It's a shame he doesn't have time to spare to fully savor the taste of the sundae. It definitely tastes better than he thought it would. ]