He could look at it one of two ways, Tragos figured.
One: Marcie was pitying Kaden and therefor pitying him. Marcie was using her wealth as a power play and winning.
Two: Kaden was really fucking crafty at getting things he wanted for free.
"Ooh, I got you something too, Marcie," Kaden said, digging around in his pocket. It was a challenge, the pockets were very tight, but he produced a stick of lipstick, smiled, and tossed it to her.
Tragos folded his arms, but it was hard not to be amused. Hard not to go with option two. "You pay for that?" he asked.
Kaden scoffed at him and stole a piece of pepperoni from one of the last remaining slices of pizza. "Don't be rude."