[Rico barks out a laugh and leans back, grinning. It probably helps that Cortana driving a pretty vehicle; he'd let a lot of things slide for that. It's not often that people remain impassive under the scrutiny of a Judge, and Rico's in just a good enough mood from the discovery of sugar to find it amusing rather than irritating.]

What am I doing that's so bad? [He says, mock-surprised and spreading his hands by his side.] This is for their own good. The management's making addicts out of you all. Sugar's no joke.

[He eyes up Cortana's mug of steaming coffee, and reaches over and taps it.]

So's caffeine, droid.