[ A glint of something flashes across gold pools when he hears Mikey's voice and whirls around to face him. ]

It's my girlfriend's influence rubbing off on me.

[ A beat. He slinks over all cat-like towards the table. ] Damn, you put on some weight. Or rather, you look like a toothpick as your older self.

[ Though it might seem he's about to yeet the bag at Mikey, he takes his time carefully unwrapping a small box containing a painstakingly constructed strawberry daifuku. ]

Here you go, add onto the bulk.