"Hey, Keiko," One of them, a boy with spikey green hair and tan skin, said. "Who's that behind you?"

"This is Eight," Keiko said, moving so the others could see Eight. "She needs some cash to get new clothes, so I thought we could play a game with her."

"Works for me," A tall, black-skinned girl with yellow hair said. "And Ash's eye is still recovering, so he can sit this one out." She laughed, and her hair shifted as she did. On the left side of her face was a braid and on the other was a long strand like Keiko's.

"I can fight perfectly fine with one eye, Niika," Ash, a boy with an eyepatch covering his left eye and a blue ponytail, said.

"No, you can't," Niika said.

"How about you, Rider?" Keiko asked.

"As long as we can still play, I'm good," Rider, the green-haired inkling said.

"Soung good, Eight?" Keiko asked, turning to face her.

"Yeah," Eight said.

"Alright, let's go play!" Keiko said. The other three got up from their chairs, and all five went into the building.