"I mean, that works," Lennon said of trying the sodas just to try them. "Long as you have something else to drink in case it's super gross." He finished most of the can Felix handed back to him, leaving only a mouthful. "Or I guess we could run in the kitchen and grab something to take the taste out of our mouths."
He watched as Felix tried the machine again. "That's good unless you end up having to walk somewhere," he said. He wouldn't soon forget how bad his feet had hurt after going barefoot all the way to BFE that early morning. He was busily trying to think of what he should offer; he wouldn't mind at all if he could build up a small stock of Mello Yellos. But there was also the mystery thing that could be pretty cool depending on what it was. Maybe he'd ponder it while Marco took a turn.