[And Oba will continue to eat until Ry's ran out of food and/or he makes himself sick. Marik's noticed the continuous line of food dissappearing into his Goomy's mouth, swatting his hand by him to motion for Ry to stop. Oba makes his bottom lip quiver.]

You just ate.

[QUIVERPOUT. The tomb keeper rolls his eyes before returning his attention to Min.]

I'm not sure. It... seems like it? I might find out more once I air my commercial to the network.

[That scheme-y smirk softens into a smile.]

I understand. I kind of feel guilty I've mostly switched over to Chafu rather than relying on Ramses but... I've wanted a motorcycle ever since I was a child.