"Do we have to do this?" Reno asked Tseng as he sat between Rude and Elena in the conference room.

"Now that Sephiroth is dead, Rufus wants us to sit down with Cloud and his allies to try and mend fences and come up with a good way to restore the planet. They should be here at any moment, so behave yourself."

"You know you can behave yourself if you really want to." Elena whispered to him as she saw the familiar rebellious look on his face.

"If you would behave yourself less, you might have better luck getting Tseng into your bed." Reno whispered back, smiling as her face started matching the same shade of red as his hair.

Feeling her face burn with outrage and embarrassment, she was about to deliver a scathing retort when Cloud, Tifa, Barret, Yuffie, and Vincent arrived. They sat down across the table from the Turks.

"What do you want now?" Cloud blurted out sullenly, and Tifa nudged him sharply.

"We hope you meant it when you said you wanted to make amends." Tifa said, taking over. "There's a lot of work to be done to make things right."

"You can start by dismantling all the Mako reactors!" Barret exclaimed. "You can start by leaving Wutai alone." Yuffie interjected.

Reno was about to make a nasty comment when a knock on the conference door interrupted everything, and Vincent opened it to a pizza delivery man. He had four large mushroom pizzas. Tseng paid the man for the pizzas, and Tifa made Cloud give the delivery man a big tip.

"I hope mushroom pizzas are acceptable to you all, I'm told mushrooms are a very healthy and environmentally friendly food." Tseng told Cloud and his allies as Rude and Elena passed out plates and napkins.


"That was a nice tip." The delivery man said as he got back into his car and drove back to the pizzeria. "Any more deliveries ready?" he asked his coworker when he walked back into the building.

"Yeah, deliver the mushroom pizzas to this address." The coworker responded, handing him the order receipt.

"This is where I just delivered four mushroom pizzas to." He said.

"What?!" His coworker exclaimed, then rushed to the stack of boxed pizzas ready for delivery and opened the first few boxes. "Oh no…" he breathed in sheer panic.

"What's the problem?" The delivery man asked.

"Those mushroom pizzas didn't have just any mushrooms on them! They were meant for a creative writing group." his coworker explained.

"Well, I'm glad I got my tip when I did, then." The delivery man shrugged. "Who knows what they would have given me once they started eating the pizza. And you're in such trouble when they recover…the one guy had a big sword with him, and one of the guys had a gun where his arm should be."