Aye, but a romantic dinner with a handsome man such as myself would truly be considered priceless, no?

[Well, this took a turn. At least Gilgamesh was all but outing himself here with his authoritative boisterousness and questionable passions towards outright strangers. He seems completely oblivious to this, as well, and keeps right on going in that same obnoxious tone:]

For who would not want to share a meal by candlelight with the great Gilgamesh? Only a fool would pass up such an opportunity, and...

[Blah, blah, blah. His speech soon descends into babbling. Something about sweeping gestures and the burning fires of love and all that. Better just pick the card, Kaito.]