[He'll fill a second glass, then goes in search of water and sugar cubes, and finds the former in bottled form, but only finds sugar packets, which he'll sadfais at, but makes do.]

Hmmmm! I can take a certain amount of abuse, depending on how she handles me. Though now I have a feeling that strapped-on costume wings will be in my future.

I take it you've been through a similar gauntlet?

[He'll set to work sprinkling the sugar into the glasses before pouring the water in, about half again as much, before stirring the two together...]