Standard disclaimer: If I'd created Yu-Gi-Oh, I'd be filthy rich and have no need for a PhD. Translation: Don't own, don't sue.
Scene Three: Anzu
Honda abandons his interruption. The blond behind the counter stands straighter, all traces of his inner light retracted. Honda wonders idly where his little friend goes when this happens.
The 'other' Yugi's voice rings clear across the floor of the Game Shop. "No, Anzu," he commands. "I cannot allow you to be disrespected by a man such as he."
Peals of laughter result, and Anzu queries, "Are you kidding me? Like I'd ever go for Johnny Steps!" Inhaling deeply, she explains: "I just had to make up something so 'you' would come out. It's really fun to watch!"
Honda runs.