[... oh. Well then. And here Yusuke was standing here scowling and rolling his eyes and getting ready to call her a buzzkill. A second passes, during which Yusuke just kind of... looks at her with vague surprise, as if he's only just now seeing her properly for the first time. Then, finally, a smirk spreads across his face, and he shrugs and straightens his back, saying:]

Okay, fine. You want your face rubbed in the dirt that bad, let's go. It's been a while since I've last had a good fight.

[Long enough, in fact, that he's already practically buzzing with adrenaline. He hadn't expected Maka to be this kind of fighter (that is, the kind who'd suggest a brawl out of nowhere), but man, he is not complaining. He turns back towards the counter and barks:]

Hey! Carnie!

[The carnie jumps and peeks over the counter cautiously. The whites of his eyes are showing. Yusuke points at him with the hammer.]

Don't think that just because I'm walkin' away for a minute means you can screw me out of my prize. I'm comin' back for one of those things, so set it aside for me, all right?

[By "one of those things", he means the Entei plushies he just gestured to. Listen, he might not be big on stuffed animals, but there is no way he's gonna win a carnival game and walk out of it empty-handed. At any rate, the carnie nods vigorously, so Yusuke, satisfied that he and the carnie have an understanding, hands the hammer off to the next person waiting in line to give the game a try and turns to face Maka again, cracking his knuckles.]

So? Where to? I'll let you pick the venue, since it's your ass that's gonna get kicked.