The lights of the party were as bright as spotlights, blazing down on the rich and famous attendants in their shimmering, glitzy outfits. Cameras flashed around every guest, but one family seemed to be highlighted in the limelight.

The Kanagawas.

Croesus, Min, Cecil, and Cassandra, all members of the cutthroat family of mobsters fronting as media luminaries.

Cecil, in particular, is looking straight down the barrel of every camera that's pointed at him. Once the paparazzi disperses, he makes his way over to the table full of drinks and food. On his way, he notices someone new. How strange, he usually knows everyone at these parties. This simply must be remedied.

"Hello there, I don't believe we've met before? Cecil Kanagawa." He extends his robotic hand for a handshake.