[Wade raises his arms in an exaggerated and comical shrug, sporting a grin that would put Alfred E. Newman to shame. He's kind of surprised to find that he's not really all that put out by the outcome-- as fiercely competitive as they both were, it really was the perfect way to end their first real game of Skee-Ball together. The real win, of course, was getting Fenris to drop that dour demeanor, even if only for a moment.

He walks over to the ticket receptacle, tearing them away with a swift jerk of his hand. There's a large amount there, and he nods with approval before making his way over to Fenris.]

These bad boys right here are the real reason we're here. You rack up enough of these, you can trade 'em in for some pretty snazzy prizes.