"She didn't stay in the kitchen, so I think she'd like us to go out," Yami said; she hadn't stated it, but the way she retreated to her room to 'mull this over' was probably a clear sign that she had no intention of cooking anything. He didn't blame her.

Her son had solved an ancient puzzle and a dead Egyptian guy had possessed him, then come to life. It was a lot to take in.

"Do we need to ask for more money?" Yami inquired, glancing over at Sugoroku as he ran the cash register.