"How'd you do that?" Tifa asked Rude as he sunk yet another hole in one.

"Here, I'll show you." Rude smiled as he positioned himself behind Tifa, wrapping his arms around her to show her how to hit the ball correctly.

Tifa wanted to complain that he was getting too fresh with her, until he helped her get her first hole in one. Then she realized it had just been too long since she had a real date, and she was a bit sensitive about it all. Besides, Rude was quite attractive, and based on what she could feel of him, he was quite fit and firm. Watching him take his next swing, she also realized she was starting to get thoughts that made her want to blush, from watching a hot man in action.

"Do you need me to show you what to do again?" Rude asked her, and Tifa felt her face burn over what she almost said in response.

"I'll do my best." Tifa said, and even she didn't recognize her own voice. She was so flustered she kept missing the ball, and eventually Rude ignored her protests and when he went to touch her, she felt herself shiver.

"Oh, you're cold, that's probably what's messing you up. Here, this should help." Rude took off his jacket and wrapped it around Tifa, and she took a deep breath and pretended the golf ball was Sephiroth, and she hit the ball so hard it broke the beaver.

"Um, would you mind if we went to the petting zoo now?" Tifa asked. She needed to surround herself with cute fluffiness to feel like herself again.

"Okay, sure." Rude offered his arm to Tifa, and she reluctantly took it.

"Oh, look at the baby chocobos!" Tifa exclaimed, rushing over to them. "Don't they just make you want to have lots of babies?" she asked Rude as she picked one up and cuddled it.

Now Rude felt his cheeks burn and he felt like a deer caught in the headlights as Tifa looked at him. Babies were usually not mentioned until at least the third date, hopefully much later. Tifa did look pretty with the little chocobo, though of course she was naturally pretty, it had nothing to do with the little ball of yellow feathers she held.

"I can't have babies." Rude heard himself reply.

Tifa gave him a strange look. "I kinda figured that." she said as she put the baby chocobo down and moved onto the other animals in the petting zoo.

"What animal is your favorite?" Rude asked, trying to get some normal conversation going.

"All of them." Tifa replied. "I like all animals, it comes from growing up in the country. Where did you grow up?" Tifa realized she really didn't know anything about the man who had convinced her to go on a double date with him, by seeming to be attacked by a fit of shyness when he tried to ask her.

"I…um, that is…I can't discuss that, it's classified." Rude offered as an explanation. "But it wasn't the country or the city, I can say that much."

"What can you discuss?" Tifa persisted.

"Um, I don't like mushrooms, I love waffles, and I'm not a big sports fan." Rude answered.

"Now I'm getting hungry…" Tifa said as she could feel her stomach wanting to start growling.

"Oh, there's a nice place to eat here…I think." Rude said, finding a map and leading Tifa in the right direction.