Marco stared at Lennon, confused about why he'd latched onto this ass-wiping topic when he was sure that they'd been talking about leaves, but he left it alone. Toilet paper was portable enough, he didn't bother to say. He just looked to the sodas, expecting to go first. He was surprised when he wasn't. He could go second, though.
He reached out for the bottle, and just like Felix, he couldn't help but sniff it first. "Weird," he muttered, before taking a little sip. He held it in his mouth, like he could coat his tongue with the flavor before he swallowed it. Felix was right, it wasn't as bad as expected. He took another sip, frowning as he considered. "I don't hate this," he said as he passed the bottle over to Lennon. "I wouldn't buy it, but... I dunno."