Matt: Awrite -spins, sticking tongue out at San- God knows why Marik bothers with you.
Marik: Coz I do. God knows why we bother with YOU.
Sam: Oh, hold on. SWEETIE THEEEIF -glomps Yami-
Matt: YES, GET HIM GOOD.
Tristan: Bottle landed at.... Florence.
Joey: Matt give him something.
Matt: Hmmmmmmm...Straighten your hair, I mean...really.