Amy felt her eyebrows rise just a little before she brought them back down. "Sir, Yes Sir." she responded. As if a piece of cake was going to effect her weight... or waistline... when she new that all of them would be loosing weight and putting on muscle mass. She saw one of the traps and sidestepped the fact that her mother was a doctor and knew about nuitrition, and Amy knew some as well. "Sir, it would seem unlikely that any cadet would maintain weight in this environment, so the measurements wll produce a uniform larger than needed."<br/><br/>She didn't look down at the glass, butshe knew this was just one more thing to hit her on. "Sir, three glasses are on my tray. Two of water and one of a liquid that is a water based drink... so I do have 3 glasses of water... one of them just has additivities that would be effective in replacing electrolites and minerals lost during exercise, Sir."<br/><br/>She wasn't going to show weakness here and get tossed out, and if she had to take some licks, she'd take the licks. "It would not do the unit any advantage if a cadet passed out from heat stroke because their salt levels dropped, sir."