Having little else to do other than watch Anton's movements, the confusion did not go unnoticed. "What?" he prompted.

Bakura nodded to the Hotel manager's description of the curries. Although not native to Egypt, and having not been imported via trade routes until much later, it was a flavouring that was in a similar family to the native cumin and coriander that had dominated much of the spice palate that Bakura was used to. Not to mention, curry was a popular taste in Japanese cooking, and the thief had adopted more of Ryou's taste preferences than he often cared to admit.

"Perhaps I'll have some later," he said. Even if he wasn't terribly hungry, perhaps the familiarity of it would kick his appetite into gear.