"Sorry to hear that." From the way she was scowling, it seemed like she lost someone close to her. But Kenny wasn't good at comforting people about loss or anything, so he just left it at that.
"A button could work too," he said. "We can put it right here." He had reached over, fingers gently brushing against her cleavage as he placed a couple fingers on a spot where she could put said button. He knew she was fine with him looking, but touching? Well, if she didn't like it, she could always smack him if she wanted.