[ With great theatrics Lestat recoils from the assault, clutching at his side with an exaggerated look of pain as he staggers away just a little, only to fall right back toward Louis and weigh heavily on his arm... and isn't that just the perfect representation of their relationship. Drawn in like there's some invisible band around them tying their fates together, so that no matter the distance there will always be some great meeting once again.

He laughs, thoroughly enjoying himself and the look on Louis' face, even as it goes serious to ponder their source of entertainment. ]

Mm, the concept of most games feels a little too easy, doesn't it? The test of strength would be too simple a win, the memory matching we could do while holding an entirely different conversation... But ah, bumper cars...!

[ Lestat bumps Louis' hip with his own, his playful grin practically concrete on his face. ]

I could be tempted to bump you around a little. Though, I'm not sure if you can technically win at bumper cars.