[It will be easy to spot this one... maybe (he is super short, and all).
On top of being... probably the only one not having fun right now, he's also probably the only one with a kite that's broken in this manner. With a huff, he shoves one hand into the pocket of his jeans, the remains of what used to be a glorious air-soaring device at his feet. Please don't ask him how he managed to break the thing. It's kind of embarrassing... Also, he's kicking the thing for good measure.] Stupid thing...
[Well, he's either going to give up on kite-flying or figure out how to fix the one he broke... First, he'll go with the former:]
Hey, uh-- [He looks up from the kite, green eyes locking onto whoever happens to be walking by/standing closest to him.] ...You know how to fix a kite?
[Alternatively, he can be found after giving up on trying to fix the thing. He will be tossing it into the garbage before glancing at you:] I'm tired of flying these dumb things anyway...
[No, he's not. He's just being too prideful to say otherwise.]