Seto Kaiba was seated as he answered his vibrating phone. When he answered, he questioned whom it was. It was Anzu.
"How did you get my number, dweeb?" Kaiba rudely asked.
"That doesn't matter," Anzu retorted. "Remember you hired a babysitter to watch Mokuba?"
"Yes, in fact I do," he replied, his voice sounding agitated.
"Well, that was me you hired. Look, simply put, I don't want much to do with you but I'm calling because of my concern about your brother, so let's make this simple," she sternly told him.
"What's wrong?" He asked, now feeling a tiny bit curious, but not much.
"Didn't you know it was Mokuba's birthday, today? I saw it on the fridge calendar."
Kaiba was silent for a moment, pondering on how something so important could have escaped his mind. But, he was very busy at the moment. His mind rushed.
"Ok," he began to say. "I can't come at the moment, so can you do a favor for me, whatever-your-name is?"
"Sure," She replied, halfway groaning at the fact that he didn't even know her name.
"Can you keep him entertained until I'm free? I'm in the middle of something and should be done in about 30 minutes. If you could, maybe you could drive him to a restaurant or whatever."
"That sounds like a great idea," she exclaimed. "You actually come up with good and nice ideas when it has to do with your brother, huh?"
Kaiba grunted, not caring what some girl thought of him. "For your information, I don't care."
"Are you so sure about that?"
Kaiba was silent then replied, "of course I am. Now stop talking to me."
He hung up the phone and slid it into his jeans pocket and flushed the toilet he was occupying. He went on his way, pondering on the thought of Anzu celebrating with him and his brother.