He took the card, eyes narrowing briefly at the smirk on Hakuba’s face, but before he could say anything, a woman on the other end of the phone picked up. Kaito swiftly relayed their order and gave her Hakuba’s credit card number. After confirming that their food would be delivered in 30 minutes or less, he hung up, crossed his arms and locked his gaze on the detective.
“…So. Thirty minutes, she said.”
“I suppose we need to find something to occupy our time until then.” Hakuba looked thoughtful, pursing his lips. “Shall we watch a movie over pizza? We could see what you have and decide on one now. Or perhaps you have some books in your library that I could browse through?”
The detective slipped his hands into his pockets. He really wished that he’d thought ahead further than this, but he really hadn’t actually expected Kaito to let him into the house in the first place.
“Board games? Homework? We could plan your next-” be nice “-magic show? Or, ah, play chess! I love chess!”