"...I'm gonna kinda repeat myself, not because I think you don't get it, but so I can go to bed tonight knowing that I've been absolutely clear. Say we try to game it, you promise not to drink alcohol for the duration of the pact. You already don't drink alcohol, should be easy, right? But then, I dunno, that rat bastard Examplio the Demonstrator slips you a Boston Lemonade and you take but a single sip. You are now fucked. You dig?"