Fyodor did not speak a word as the Phantom Duelist of Saotome made his moves. Currently the situation did not appear to be in favor of The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell. Another Speed Counter emerged as he drew the next card and looked at it for a moment. [color=f7941d][i]"Perhaps you are telling the truth, or perhaps you were lying. I do not care which one it is as it is not impacting the now. All roads lead to Hell after all. My resolution is absolute. I will find the path I need."[/i][/color]

With that said The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell made the quick play of placing a monster face down in Defense Mode. He simply pointed towards the Phantom Duelist to notify him the turn was over.

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Meanwhile at the cafeteria the Damned Detective tapped his marker against his message as he continued to stare at Matt. However his attention was commanded by that monster among men, the man with the red mask. Forsaking his task of advertising, at least for the moment, he marched to the cafeteria to procure whatever was being served. 

As he grabbed one of the lunch trays he noticed that they expected blocks of ice to be eaten. Lifting the tray up Fyodor quickly slammed it down on the counter. [color=f7941d][i]"My meat loaf is [b]STONE COLD[/b]! [b]HEAT IT UP![/b]"[/i][/color] Remarked the Damned Detective before continuing on, [color=f7941d][i]"The old lunchlady would've."[/i][/color] spoke Fyodor unaware of who the old lunchlady was or whether or not that policy was in place under that former cafeteria regime.