[Izaya laughed and took Rufus's seat in his place. He crossed his legs and nestled the box safely on his lap. Dangling his arms over the edge of the lid, Izaya studied Rufus with a cryptic grin while playfully tapping his fingertips together.]
Ah, you don't want to do that, Rufus-chan. It'll be a long night if you don't help me, you know. But if you're so concerned about fair exchange, then we can always bargain.