At the spoken answer, both Yami and the clerk gave Yugi a look (though Yami's was more amused than bemused) and the clerk tells Yugi the total cost of their purchases. Yami could feel the glances he was getting because of his strange attire and he wished that this process would hurry the hell up.

"He's the older one?" Now you're just being cheeky. Yami folded his arms and leaned against the counter, gaze sweeping across the room somewhat arrogantly. It wasn't that he tried to look haughty and aloof, it just came naturally to him. A few shoppers met his eyes before quickly looking away, and he tilted his head. It was harder to people-watch when they could watch you back.