Coffee was still coffee to him, even if it was only coffee flavoured, so her justification didn't change his view on that matter. Rolling his eyes, he nudged her with his elbow lightly, "Dress it up however you want, sweetheart," he teased. Coffee, sugar, it was all the same, though generally anything with 'coffee' in the description resulted in longer lasting bursts of energy. Not a bad thing, unless one was contained in a small space or an awkward social situation - of which this was neither.

"Well we better get going then," he noted with a serious expression... wouldn't want the Slytherin exploding now. Pushing himself off of the wall, Zeke was ready to get started, to dive into whatever challenge she wanted to start with, but the look on her face made him pause. Did he say something wrong? ... No... No.

In the end her assessment was the beginning, which was fine with him. "I'm great with bars and stuff," he advised, possibly bragging just a little bit. He'd worked on a few obstacle courses already, so he was no stranger to lifting his own weight, and though he'd fallen flat on his face more times than he'd have cared to admit, he liked to think he was beyond that now. "Let's do it then." Ladies first.