Man, this guy was on another level entirely, and Misfire had to respect it. He’d only gone and taken a handful of free stuff; he hadn’t considered going up multiple times, with disguises no less. The difference between them was admirable.

In what’s an impressive feat of hand-eye coordination for him, Misfire actually catches the can as it’s tossed towards him, smirk plastered all over his face.

“Yessir!” With a salute he cracks open the beer, then quickly swipes a mochi - as if it’d get taken away if he’s not quick enough.

“So what’s your story, loser? Had no idea I was in the presence of royalty.“