"I don't need holograms," Seto answered stubbornly, shifting on the couch. "Since Mokuba's so worried about it, he can deal it out for us, and keep track of the bets."

Mokuba had meant to tease and needle his brother, but suddenly, having it turned on its head makes him pout as he sets the case full of chips down on the table.

"Hey! That's not fair!"

"Isn't it? You always leave me in charge of the dispersal, like I'm some kind of casino worker. If you want to play, then do your part!"

The brothers lock eyes for a moment, as if they're waging a silent battle of wills there. It's silent for a few long seconds...and then Mokuba huffs out a complaint as he opens the case and starts setting up.

"You're annoying, bro. But I guess you're right," Mokuba grumbles as he deals out an even five hundred in chips for both Yuugi and Kaiba. Surprisingly, he doesn't deal for himself.

Not yet. He wants to watch these two play for a few rounds first.

"Alright, dummies, I'll deal for you, but then you gotta let me play later!" he announces, before beginning to shuffle the deck. The cards are more pliant than Duel Monsters cards, so he riffle shuffles without too much guilt.