( there's another bright laugh--his hands slide off his hips, clapping them together, and with a brief tilt of his head to ensure that it's okay for the both of them to spin it, he takes a gallant step forward, lifting his arm over her. standing at her back, he lets his hand cover the prong next to hers. )

Alright, here we go! One small spin for the Golden Peacock, one great spin for...us!

( with a soft jerk of his hand down, he gives the wheel a spin, making sure that he doesn't take her hand out in the process; with the wheel spinning, he darts back a step, hovering near her back, and his hands rest gently on the backs of her shoulders.

it's while the wheel is spinning that the staff member announces that they'll have to use whatever it lands on together--or split the prize, between the both of them--which makes him immediately jerk his gaze back to the wheel. it doesn't seem like it's going to fall on any of the insta-prizes, so...

with a despairing sort of laugh, as the wheel starts to slow-- )

We're gonna lose this game show, girly-chan.