[Kaiba responds with a low sarcastic laugh promptly followed by a muttering of 'dickhead'. His free hand rakes through his hair, leading into a semi stretch that's as lazy as he looks.]

There's a distinctive window of time in the day where I can stand trap and magic card flipping or effects bullshit. We're beyond that point now. Besides I've been playing around with some new cards anyway lately.

[Bed? That sounds way more comfortable. Not that the sofa isn't but he's made the mistake of crashing on it enough times to remember the cricked neck he had to deal with in the morning.]

Propositions again? Is this the prize you seek to claim? I won't be much fun I hope you realise.