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I think "too much" is the words your looking for there.

There is no such thing as "too much" coffee.

...I really don't think you need more energy. You'll vibrate though the walls.

--dude! That's the best idea you've ever had. I'm gonna try that.

...Billy's going to kill me if you get hurt.

Shh, can't talk, busy vibrating molecules to--

...

How much does it cost to replace a wall?

[pouring himself a cup of coffee...but it's decaf]

[ All Tommy sees is COFFEE. He zooms over and looks hopeful. ]

Got any spare?

[Whoa, personal space quickly being invaded. Bruce leans back slightly before holding out the coffee pot as a peace offering] Uh, sure. Here.

[Quicksilver was incapable of civil speech before his second morning cup of coffee so he just silently poured Speed a cup and slid it in his direction with a grumpy look. Judging by the way the older man was standing guard over the coffeemaker, he wasn't giving up anymore of that precious caffeine anytime soon.]

[Looking up at the comment, she'd just made coffee and was moving to look through the fridge for something to make for breakfast. Closing the door lightly, she poured some of the brew into a cup and offered it to him almost hesitantly.] How much have you had this morning?

You and coffee are a bad combination.