Paul laughed too, complete enamored with the random outbursts because how couldn't he be? He liked spontaneity. And people who could make him laugh. That didn't happen a lot these days, so he relished the times when it did.
"I am all about peanut butter and honey and banana, actually," he said, in the midst of returning the splashes, giving up on being casual about it now. Oh no, Cassie was going dooooown! "And I hate when people are late too. Hopefully I don't smell. I shower regularly and wear deodorant though, so you won't have to worry about body odor when hanging out with me."
One more splash. "Mine would be..." He paused, thinking it over. "When people do stupid shit just because they can. It's immature, and teenage rebellion should be over by now." The question about fear was also a difficult one. "Failure, I think," he said. "Or being alone and dying without making a difference to anyone. Your turn. Aaaaand..." Paul drew out the word. "An embarrassing moment."