"Favorites, huh? I've got a magic gun you can favor," Yugi quipped, though there was a hint of seriousness in his tone. What he didn't know when making this arrangement, was that Ai was actually being scouted by the guild Ishigami Daisuke belonged to: whatever Ashikaga Kimiko named her group. Regardless, dinner was presented as an option. It went without saying that Miko was willing to eat, and Ai was interested as well. Miko went on to suggest a romantic Italian dinner, offering to go about making lasagna since Yugi had been referencing it so much lately. Yugi paused, still holding the blonde up for no particular reason beyond having an excuse to hold her ass. "You really did get stuck on that, huh? I was going to cook this time, but... if you don't mind and you want lasagna that bad, I'm fine with it," Yugi said.

Gojo was having his picture taken with the condition that he also take Makima's. She didn't need to say that. Any man alive, even one as generally dismissive as Gojo Satoru, would leap at the opportunity to take a lewd photograph of Shido Makima. "That's a ringing endorsement then? Want a piece?~" he flirted before aiming the camera her way. He snapped a tall image to frame Makima's head all the way down her upper body, stopping just under the shirt which hugged her curves far too perfectly. He whistled as the picture was taken, intending to exchange devices with the woman after. Back at the 'Shadow Castle,' one might find a bit of stalking going on. While Tae moved through the hall, Ren did the same. He was sneaking about, listening for footsteps from various hiding places upstairs. Alas, the Player he sought was downstairs with others, including Shadow Soldiers that had entered in their wake. He did hear some footsteps nearby, though. 'Heels,' he thought. Assuming that was the sound of Miko walking around, Ren fully intended to round a corner whilst invisible, tackling her to the floor... but he didn't even think it could be someone else.