[at this point, little kisara has awakened from her nap and joined her master as he piles up the rest of the "purchases" into shopping bags. he throws in a few other accessories, like a nice pair of sandals, then waits for kisara to come out. and boy does she ever. she was already beautiful, even wearing what amounted to it a burlap sack. but now...]

Uh...

[what a disgrace. seto kaiba never stumbles over his own words, except now, apparently. he recovers and nods in approval.]

Looks good. But there's one more thing you gotta do.

[tipping his head towards the trash, he says:]

Throw the old one out. And remember that moment. Remember how good it feels.