"I still don't see why Black Hayate can't just put up with a cat. It's not like every cat he meets will want to shred him!" Roy complained, yet again.
Riza rubbed her eyes with one hand, the other brushing against her newly and reluctantly acquired miniskirt. Very reluctantly. "You already have three of them. You've got food, a litter box, toys."
"Exactly! With three of Alphonse's little beasties, I can't afford to own another!" exclaimed Roy.
"Cats never like Black Hayate. You know that from the last time you tried to make me take one." Riza sighed wearily. "Let's sit down."
They walked through the courtyard of Central to a little bench. And sat on it. Roy continued to argue. "You don't know that this one will be that way. And you know I'm right, I can't pay for four cats. And the other men already get on me for the smell. Besides, this cat might not get along with my three. If you would help me pay, I might…" Roy bantered on for a while, and when Riza didn't comment on anything he said, he looked over at her. Her head drooped to rest on her chest, and her shoulder slumped. "Riza? Riza?" He shook her shoulders, and she mumbled in annoyance, but did not wake. "No! No! Riza!"
Looking frantically around the courtyard, he spotted Edward Elric, who had just emerged from the building. "Fullmetal! Come here!" Looking down at the slumbering Riza, he said, "She needs medical help! Get her some coffee! And make sure it's not de-caf! Hurry, her time is short!" Upon the last word, he looked up at the elder Elric brother.
Edward instantly flew into a rage. "WHY DO YOU LOOK AT ME WHEN YOU SAY SHORT! I AM NOT!"
"There's no time for this!" Roy shouted angrily. "She's deathly ill!"
Ed calmed and took on a sort of, 'Whatever. Anyway…' attitude. "What with?"
"The Z's! Z's! Zzzeeeeeeeeeeee!"
At these words, Edward became extremely distressed. "Zzzzeeeeeeeeeeee!" he cried. "El hombre con el sombrero el nos envio!"
"El nos conto muchas historias asombrosas!" Roy replied.
"Bling bling bling!"
Then both men gave a creepy, articulated laugh: "Ha ha ha ha ha!"
Ed scurried away, then ran into the building. Not into, like, smashed his face on it. Into, as in, entered.