"Nothing but luck by placing the only card that could have saved you, at the bottom of the deck. Congratulations but as you can see - I am still here."
"Sure, but for a guy that has a lot of losses be behind your sure are full of yourself. You loss to Atem how many times? 3? You lost to Malik’s whacked personality, you lost to me, please tell me if I self anyone out. And why are you still here? I don’t think anyone really wants you around."
"A loss is meaningless to me but I must say, those are great words from a pipsuqeak that couldn’t even hold a card without his cheerleader posse behind him."
"It wouldn’t be as amusing if you would want me here, now would it?”
"If I did it would be considered suicidal." He crossed his arms and rolled his eyes. "What brought you out of your hole anyways?"
