[Opens the wine bottle, and pours a glass for them both. He sips.]







...The proverbial Red String of Fate. Coincidentally, I just happened to think of it...Far be it from me to believe in such hogwash, but it is as though our friendship and our rivalry were...destined, somehow.


[sips again.]


...It would explain why I could never quit get rid of you.




[[Strike exists only for mun's amusement. Yes.]]