When presented with this flawless logic, Carl hesitates. He feels like there's a retort to be made, but it just isn't coming to his little sheepy head.

"Aw, c'mon, Carl!" encourages his friend, dragging over the final chair and taking a seat. "They're being nice enough to invite us. Isn't that proof enough that they aren't that 'clerical error' everybody's talking about?"

"Er...."

"And don't you get REALLY competitive at bingo night....???"

".......Ugh......"

Marik, eager to deserve Yuugi's belief in him, tucks Carl into the table. "Here, I've got spare cards," he offers. "You can both borrow from me."

Let's see.....What to throw together for these gentlemen.....

The cherub who'd invited himself over gets counterfeit Exodia. Nice and easy to play - just draw cards and stall until you win. Carl....

....Marik gives Carl burn. BUT YUUGI SAYS HE'S A GOOD PERSON. THESE ARE JUST THE CARDS HE HAPPENS TO STILL HAVE IN HIS POSSESSION.