"That one of us can last this spice train. First one out loses."

He's not sure what's making him want to bet on something so ridiculous and potentially dangerous on his taste buds, but it seems fun...on paper. And with a carton of milk for emergencies, why the heck not? He quirks an eyebrow at Nita, challenging her with a smirk on his lips.

"I'm back in the game. Hand me a cracker."