"Seriously?"
"Seriously."
The red head and the blonde glanced at the platinum-haired girl who was working alongside Tifa. The two females were chatting quietly and kept themselves busy in the empty bar.
Cloud turned his attention back to Reno, who was grinning slyly at him. With another sigh, Cloud reached out with a gloved hand and shook Reno's hand.
"Fine, I'll take the bet. You better keep your end of the bargain, though!"
"Don't worry 'bout me, yo. I'll keep my end if you fulfill yours."
Cloud fought the urge to smack his forehead with the palm of his hand as Reno gave him a two-fingered salute and walked out of the bar. Cloud felt like he'd just sold his soul to the devil.
"What was that all about?"
Cloud quickly averted his gaze.
"N-nothing."
Tifa crossed her arms knowingly,
"Reno was checking out Raine, wasn't he? He needs to lay off the flirting; it gets a little creepy sometimes."
Cloud shrugged and peered around Tifa, his gaze focusing on the platinum-haired girl who was currently hunched over a magazine.
"Not you, too," Tifa groaned, "She's here to work, not for you men to oogle at."
"But that brings in business, doesn't it?"
Tifa pouted,
"My bar isn't a strip club. It's a safe place for people to enjoy good food and good company!"
Cloud held up his hands defensively,
"I wasn't implying anything."
"What is Cloud implying?"
Cloud jumped at the sound of Raine's soft voice. She was looking in their direction now and a small smile was on her face.
"It's stupid. You don't want to know."
Raine shrugged a shoulder,
"I kind of want to know. I'm curious now."
Tifa groaned in exasperation and her hands flew up into the air as she ascended the stairs to the sleeping quarters. Raine laughed softly and made she eye contact with Cloud; she smiled at him and Cloud felt a cold shiver jolt down his spine.
This was going to be harder than he thought.