"Well I could of done this in mine but I thought I'd cut you some slack, give us an even playing field. A guy can't be nice any more," the sarcasm was pretty heavy in his tone as he slipped his hand onto his neck, idly playing with the few strands of hair that were within reach. He wasn't someone who was overly used to being under anyone's power or even anyone trying that, usually people just let him take the lead because he asserted himself faster than others.

Barty made quite the interesting rival. He liked that, he really did. He rarely got a challenge any more. Not that I care, of course. "I hope you cleared the desk before we started this or we're going to ruin everything."