With her smoothie almost done, she began to poke at the lumps of strawberry-banana mush at the bottom of her cup with her straw. It was always so difficult to dislodge them, as if there were some rule of physics that dictated that remnants in cups had to adhere to them tighter than cement. As she attempted to scrape the fruit out of her cup, she casually glanced over at him as he spoke, gaze darting between him and her cup.
His question made her snort. "Just for that, I'm tempted to teach you only how to smack inanimate objects in the most useless way possible." Raising a brow, she dislodged a lump of strawberry and tipped her cup, swallowing it. Smacking her lips, she put the cup back down. "But no, we can start with gut punches. Though first, I'll have to show you proper form. The way you ball your fist, it isn't exactly right. It really does look like you're holding something." She shook her head. "But I can show you later, how to do it right. It'll be an easy correction to make. Once you can throw a punch with good form, so you won't hurt yourself, we can get right to the debilitation."
(Oh my god yes. And Lia can be there like "omg u gais for srsly?")