She takes the money off the table quickly enough and it's pretty clear that she is used to it being snatched back in this line of work.

"Girls gotta eat," she works out thickly and begins dealing out a celtic cross when Gaby shrugs - hey if she doesn't want to actually pick, it's no skin off Kenzi's back. In fact it makes her job easier.

At Gaby's observant ear, Kenzi's back straightens noticeably - being caught in her lie was something you never wanted so she simply smiled tersely at her and continued dealing the cards.

"It was home."

She hopes that's enough to satisfy her customer.