But it's fun! The man will either hate my guts by the time it's over and finish it out of sheer spite, or I just gave him an original business idea. Either way, I get a box for you, so I win.

[This is a very socially irresponsible way of treating people. Rhy would most likely talk his ear off how he's not making any friends by behaving like that. Just being obnoxious and annoying. And it definitely is not funny.

Thing is. To Kell, it is. Very, very funny.

But that's enough talking about impossible boxes.]

Now, since we have this sorted out. [Kell pulls the cards from their ornate packaging. He spreads them face down on the desk.] Care for a round of Sanct?