Kenny had gotten bored of staying inside, so he headed out to do whatever. Mainly, he just wandered around, hopefully to find something to entertain himself with until it was time to open up the strip club.
He heard a familiar voice as he was walking. Usually, Kenny would greet a friend like Sam. But instead, he deciding to play a little trick on him and just gave the taller man a blank stare, as if he had no idea who he was or what he was talking about. He kept the same look until he was sure Sam got a bit uncomfortable, then he broke into a grin.
"Hey, dude," he greeted casually. "Not much, just fucking around until I have to open up the club. What are you up to?" He didn't mind if Sam hadn't spoken to him since the whole 80's thing. Honestly, Kenny was the type to not talk to his friends for awhile, but will chat with them like it hadn't been that long when he did. The only ones he did see or chat more often with were his employees and Death, for obvious reasons.