Marik could not forget what Bakura said. So that night, when he went home, he called him.
"Hi Bakura."
"Well well, if it isn't Marik Square-tar."
"I'm throwing a party tonight at my house. Bring something with alcohol in it."
"But don't you have to go to work tomorrow?" Bakura said in a mocking tone.
"Just shut up and buy some wine!"
"Happy to oblige."
