"An old cadre from your village died. What do you want me to go for?" Mu asked Dave listlessly.
"To scoop up the banquet leftovers! One table will feed you for two days, and two tables will feed you for four. A broke guy like you could save several days' worth of food money!" Dave said with a grin.
"Scoop up the banquet leftovers? Eat? Huh? What are you talking about?" Mu was utterly baffled.
"Oh, explaining it won't help. When we get there, we'll sit separately. I'll give you some plastic bags. Whenever you see me make my move, you make yours," Dave explained with a wave.
"...Fine. Whatever this thing is, are there any customs I need to follow, like at the Memorial Ceremony? As Iwagakure's Second Tsuchikage, I can't disgrace our village by being rude!" Mu said mildly.
"...Right, a Tsuchikage billions in debt. Oh, remember not to sit at a table full of middle-aged women. Actually, find a table with lots of kids," Dave said after some thought.
"...What kind of ridiculous etiquette is that...?"
At the venue...
"Your condolence money." Kakuzu sat at a table in front of the venue, holding a thick wad of ryo, and addressed the two men coolly.
"...Why are you collecting it? Didn't I tell Danzo to have the family collect it here?" Dave asked, bewildered.
"This old cadre had no children. He devoted his entire life to Konoha."
"What the hell does that have to do with you? If anyone's collecting it, shouldn't it be the Hokage Building?" Dave interrupted, looking thoroughly exasperated.
"I checked this old cadre's family tree. Three hundred million years ago, his ancestors and mine were one family. That makes me his relative, separated by three hundred million years. Ah, my dear relative..." Kakuzu