He snorts a laugh and nearly chokes on the cherry, bringing the back of his hand up to cover his mouth as he gets himself under control. "Oh god. Well, I haven't had any complaints."

He laughs again and eyes the cherry stem thoughtfully. "Let's find out! I'll race ya."

The stem is bitter when he pulls it into his mouth, and he closes his eyes in concentration as he tries to work it into a knot with his tongue.