There we go, Fiyero is technically cooking for Kitty. That can be his thanks. Well, probably one of many thanks.

"We have fizzy drinks," he answers around a mouthful of poptart, which he devoured quickly, now licking his fingers but this time only because of the sugar. He picks up the bottle again, looking at the name before tasting it again. It's pretty decent, once he expects the bubbles. "But mostly alcoholic ones. Like gillijuice, which is kinda like if you mix this with wine."