"What? Cherries are my favorite," he replied. This was something he had always done when eating cherries, and in this case, the candy was roughly the size of one, so it all worked out. Moving right along, though, he was offered a list of choices for the next candy to flavor his vodka. From the options given, the decision was clear the moment he heard it. "No competition. Blue raspberry," he said while swirling the drink around in his hand, hearing the tapping of the ice against the glass. "My restraint is nothing new. I give people massages for a living, and we all know how that actually ends when I'm putting in any sort of effort."