And Strange pushes his tokens in as well. The air hockey table lights up and whirs to life as the score displays 0:0.

"I assume so?" Strange remarks, with a shrug. "It also might give out tickets based on points scored." Basically, he doesn't know. But the game's started up, so he hits the puck over towards Syrlya's side, hoping that his roomie's distracted enough that Strange can shoot it straight in the goal.