"Guess I get sloppy thirds then," Lennon said, making a face at both of them. "I am not looking forward to this." That being said, he took a cautious sip. Maybe he was biased against ranch dressing due to his several stints as a waiter and how people constantly asked for it even if they weren't eating anything he would consider tasty with ranch dressing, but... eh. One more very tiny sip solidified his opinion.
"It's a no from me," he said, holding the ranch soda out for whomever wanted to take it. "I mean, I can drink it, but it leaves me with an overriding sense of eww."