"What are you doing here, you idiot!" Marik shouted.
Bakura shrugged and said "I was bored and wanted food. So here I am." Bakura pushed Marik aside and walked into his kitchen. "Damn it Marik, why don't you have any good food! All I see is a box of Cheerio's, some yogurts and leftover Chinese food."
"That's because my house isn't a restaurant!"
"Oh, shut up and go get some food. Then we'll all do my favorite thing: get drunk."
"Geez Bakura, I'd love to, but I have to go to work in two hours and if I show up hammered again I'm going to get fired. So please, take your vodka and hit the road."
Bakura made his way to the door. As he was about to leave, he turned back to Marik and said "You know Marik, you're a lot less fun than you used to be."