It's in the subject line after all, what did you expect?

Then I'd tell you that I'd eat it. Sauteed, with a side of onions and maybe a parsley dressing to make it more palatable. And I'd smirk. And Devlin would get really wide eyes like he's not sure if I'm joking or not.

Marik would blink, then point out calmly enough that he's the better seme and that he wouldn't have asked what Bakura was muttering if he didn't care. He might have continued with that, but instead, he'd be more likely to just shrug blankly, look away from Bakura and walk to the table, just standing next to it and waiting for further instructions.