[Well. Zhao can't stop his (admittedly) perpetually smug smile from softening a little bit around the edges into something that's a touch fond. From the effortless success on his first try, to the awfully serious-looking face Oda wears throughout the endeavor—not even breaking to gloat after—it's exactly the same way that Zhao imagined Joongi responding to his challenge.

Well, maybe there'd be a little more exasperation from Joongi, who has had to put up with him for way too many years now. But still.]

Yeah, of course. You're not trying to tell me you've never even played right after sinking the hardest shot, are you? [His voice lilts playfully over the accusation, and he snags the cup with the floating pingpong ball before coming back over to their side and offering it to Oda, since there's no opposite team to drink it just yet. As an added bonus, both sides are even again for whenever the game proper starts, which was definitely his plan all along! Honest!] You know, if we weren't on the same team I'd think you were aiming to hustle me.