Shinichi was watching Kaito with wide eyes. He knew that far from everyone in the world drank coffee black, but…. Damn, that was enough sugar to put ten six-year-olds into commas.
"You're desecrating the sacred taste of coffee," the detective observed.
"And you're drinking the common-beverages equivalent of battery acid."
"You're going to get fat as you grow older and your metabolism slows."
He knew he'd said the wrong thing when the magician retaliated by dying his skin black. "There, now you match your beloved coffee, Shin-chan~!" And the dye didn't wash out for a week on his pale skin.