"Stop doing that! He's not here," Tristan scolded, bringing over a few sodas and some fries. Joey flinched and stopped looking around.

"You never know," he said digging in to the fries.

"If I had known you'd be acting like this the whole time I wouldn't have agreed to come. Look at you, you're acting like Tea used to," Tristan said, eating a few fries himself.

"Was that your way of calling me a girl?"

"No. I was giving you an example that you'd understand."

"Is that your way of calling me stupid?"

"No," Tristan repeated. "If I wanted to call you stupid I just would."

"Is that..."

"Shut up! You're being stupid." Joey smiled but Tristan couldn't tell if it was in triumph or just because he liked being called stupid. Either way, the smile didn't make much sense.

"So how close did we get?" Joey said as they threw out their trash and went back over to the game.

"We still need 1200 points. This MAC guy is really hard to beat."

"I just can't believe they beat Kai..." Joey cut himself off.

"Oh just say it. You won't be happy until you make this whole night just all about him. Well, what parts of it you didn't already. You're worse then a girl. You're an infatuated girl."

"Hey! Take that back!" Joey went to hit him but he moved out of the way so Joey pounced and they both fell down laughing. "I missed this," Joey said picking himself up. Tristan stayed and looked up at him.

"I don't know. I slept a lot better without all the bruises." Joey laughed an helped him up. "So, shall we finish?" Tristan ushered to the game.

"After you," Joey offered.

"Lady's first," Tristan smirked. Joey scowled and went to attack but Tristan sprinted off, nearly knocking over a kid on the way out.

"Get back here, ya coward!" Joey ran after him.

At Kaiba Mansion

"So tell me what you want to eat," Kaiba said. "Besides pickles," he added as an afterthought. Mokuba pushed the jar to the edge of the counter away from him.

"I don't know. I just want something," Mokuba answered.

"Alright. Well while you think about it I'm going to go finish up some work." He started to walk away.

"Pizza," Mokuba blurted out. Kaiba turned around.

"Pizza?" he started to protest and then, "Well I guess if that's what you want. Order in or out?"

"Out," Mokuba said, glad to have any reason to leave the house. He'd hated being stuck there all day.

"I'll have the car pull around."

Ten minutes later on the way to the pizza place Mokuba looked out the window as they were passing the park and saw Joey wrestling Tristan to the ground. He looked at his brother to see if he'd noticed but Seto was reading the owners manual of the car. Not wanting to call attention to himself or what, or rather – who – he saw, Mokuba turned back to the window as if everything were normal. Seto glanced over sideways but didn't lower the book.

"You're not going to be okay with this are you?" he said looking back at the book. Mokuba turned around.

"What are you talking about?" Mokuba played innocent. Kaiba put the book back under the seat and looked at his brother.

"Joey. You don't like him?" Kaiba suggested. Mokuba looked down.

"No, it's not that. I don't like the way he acts. I'm nine and I act more mature then him." Kaiba smiled.

"He just has a different way of expressing himself," he said looking past Mokuba out the window, as if it were playing a movie that only he could see. Mokuba noticed the smile.

"Do you love him?" Kaiba's smile faded and his expression became cold and distant.

"Well it looks like we're here," he said as the driver opened the door to let them out. They went into the restaurant.