"VVVVVVVV!" went the lawn mower as Irvine rolled it across the lawn. Squall Leonhart was lying on the lawn, looking up at the big puffy clouds. His eyes widened, as the cloud he was looking at seemed to form into Rinoa. He couldn't stop thinking about Rinoa. Rinoa and Quistis had gone on vacation for a month.

At about this time, Irvine, not noticing Squall, bumped into the brooding man who was lying in the tall grass. "Why did she have to go?" Squall asked. Irvine, understanding the question, said "I wanted them to stay, too! Just be happy they went- they really wanted to." Squall sighed angrily, obviously not happy with Irvine's answer. "Well you still have Selphie here with you, so what do you care?" snapped Squall as the cowboy turned a light shade of crimson. Irvine replied "Well, it's not like I told them to go, so don't get all mad at me."