[That earns Ralph a whiny yelp, but that and the initial jump are the only signs of resistance from her until his words. She pushes back the towel so she can pout up to her buddy.]

I was going to eat some of the gumdrops, too. But it doesn't matter if it's seen as impractical or weird, because... It's what I have from my game, you know? Like you liking camping and stomping in the woods.

You can take the racer outta Sugar Rush, Ralph, but you can't take the Sugar Rush outta the racer.