Ciel ate the food, chewing it resentfully.
Thiago patted his shoulder once and settled back into his position behind the chair.
Neville had watched this exchange with a faint curl at the corner of his mouth. He pushed his glasses up.
"For fun," he said, answering Ciel's earlier question.
Ciel nearly choked on his second bite.
"For fun?" Sarah pitched high and loud in even more distress than Ciel's earlier.
She had one hand on her hip and stared at Neville in disbelief.
"For fun, he says. Oh, stars above, please don't learn from those two."
She jabbed a finger at Bryan, then swung it toward Ciel.
"Those two will have you bankrupt by morning and convinced you enjoyed it."
Bryan's head tilted.
"Why are you pointing at me? I haven't done anything yet. And honestly, isn't it more interesting to raise the stakes a little? We've been on a losing streak—might as well make it mean something when the tide turns."
"Don't!"
