LET'S HAVE A STARING CONTEST. WHOEVER CHEATS GETS POPPED BY MY MAGICAL FINGER. OOF, OUCH. MY CYCLOPS EYE HURTS FROM THE STARING; UGH, I CAN'T TAKE THIS ANYMORE. IT'S ALL UP TO YOU TWO, MATCH AND BUBBLE. GOOD THING I REPLACED MY EYES WITH DOTS. I'M GONNA WIN FOR SURE. CHEATER! YOU SHOULD'VE SAID IT OUT LOUD. OOPS.