[ When it's not for money, losing doesn't really matter. What does matter, however, is how cute he looks, while smug in the wake of his victory. Of course, that doesn't keep her from rolling her eyes at Scott. ]

Lose? [ Nami scoffs, stepping back from the machine as she reaches a hand out to absently touch his side, wordlessly indicating he should follow before she turns to move towards the skee-ball, still managing to look confident despite the recent defeat. ] After this game you're going to realize you only won on luck just now.

[ He did not, and the grin on her face suggests she's aware of that, but completely uninterested in calling herself out about it. ]

By the way, what's the prize at the end? [ She asks as an afterthought once she comes to a stop in front of a skee-ball lane, and hits the button to start the game. ]