"Ten blow jobs," Bakura said.
"Screw you. We always do one b.j."
"Yes, but I really don't want to go today, so at least five."
"I'll give you two."
Bakura shook his head. "Four. I'm being generous with that offer."
Marik ground his teeth. "Three – take it or sleep on the couch tonight."
"Ha, like you'd let me sleep on your precious, silk couch."
"You're right – I meant the floor."
"Not helping your argument, Marik."
"Quit being a dick."
"Last time she threw up on me."
"That's what babies do. Besides, Rishid will be over this time, so you won't have to hold her if you don't want to."
Bakura pursed his lips. "It would be funny to watch her throw up on baldy. Okay, three."