Kenji leans against a wall, arms crossed. Well away from the action, he considers how he should be here. The party, the center of attention, it really isn't his concern, is it?

They make a show of giving. That's...

He's much more comfortable hustling. Waiting in a dingy alley for someone to cross the line, ducking behind trash cans when the cops show up.

I hate this. I hate feeling like this.

As much as he hates to admit it, being left out all the time was a major downer. He sniffs and grunts, then walks over to the birthday girl and reaches into his pocket. He produces a token from an arcade game and places it on the table in front of her. Giving away something for free made him cringe, but...

"You get one freebie. Happy birthday."

He turns around, already uncomfortable. His reputation will hopefully be enough for her to understand what she just received.