Cam just ran his fingers over her own. "It doesn't matter why. Those two don't matter anymore. We have the three of us that's what matters."  He smiled at Rara. "Remember being kids? We would set high scores in house of the dead. We'd be so good we'd have an audience, even the staff would come out and watch." He says with a smile.  Remembering with a wide smile. Pulling into the jampacked parking lot. "Looks like we're not the only ones who had the idea to come out here today."<br/><br/>He makes his way inside, getting three cards filled up with fifty dollars worth of credits for the games and such. Another three with twenty five, "Seventy five bucks a piece should be plenty yeah?" He says as he leads Rara over to the open house of the dead machine. Swiping his card for a play for him. "Ready for this?"