By the time Joey looks to Kaiba he's already composed himself leaving the blond a little confounded. Maybe this meant more to him than it did to Kaiba? Heh. Whatever, the important thing is, he won. For once in his life he had excelled at something rich boy did not. Remember this moment because this isn't where it was going to end. One day he'd prove himself in a duel arena too.

"Go ahead, let's see what ya got Kaiba," Might as well stick around for the show, though he really should be looking for an unoccupied desk to claim. "Well, what'dya know. You pulled it off." He wanted to say more and make a dig about how a staunch skeptic was going to have to believe in the supernatural now, but he couldn't very well push his luck with the prof.

"'Tanks teach," And thank you even more for phrasing the next part in the way you did. "I'm happy to help- I wouldn't want mone- er Kaiba to fall behind da rest of us". Once the professor had departed Joey cupped a hand around his ear and leaned slightly towards Kaiba, "Huh? What was that? I couldn't make it out so well over your ego deflating." Grinning like the cat that ate the canary. "Bet it realllly hurts to say I won anything."