"Huh."

To say Tifa was confused would be an understatement. Yang was talking to Barret Wallace. And she was actually enjoying his company. He wasn't hostile, he wasn't holding her at gunpoint, and Yang wasn't nervous or anything.

"So, then the guys come up to me and ask, 'hey, you wanna do some work with us?' So, I said 'Yes'."

"Interesting. I always wanted to work with those guys, they seem nice and all." Yang nodded in response to the gunman's story.

"So, they tell me that when I meet Red XIII, I have to act surprised and all that." He continued.

"Well, that's all well and nice, but I have to get back to helping out at the bar." Yang noted as she got up.

"Well, see ya later blondie. Me and the guys are having a night out. Do some shopping, gonna catch a movie, blow up a Shinra factory. The usual." Barret listed off in succession.

"Wait, what was that last one?" Yang quickly questioned.

"What thing?" Barret played innocent.

"That thing about blowing up a factory." Yang pressed.

Barret was silent for a moment. "Uhh, that's the name of the movie. 'Blow up a Shinra Factory'. It's rated R, so you can't tag along." He lied.

"Then why is Red XIII Going?" Yang pressed.

"He's technically a cat-dog. He ages differently from us." The gunman replied.

"And you need about five hundred pounds of C4 to go to the movies?" She gestured to the truck that was parked out front, where Cloud, Cid, and even Cait Sith were loading a large box labeled 'C4, 500 lbs' onto the truck while Red XIII was directing them.

"... That ain't C4." He said unconvincingly.

"Really?" Tifa questioned, finally getting away from customers and joining Yang on her end of the counter. She pulled out a piece of paper, "Then why did I find this receipt spending over ten thousand gold pieces on over five hundred pounds of C4?"

"That's not mine." Barret answered.

"Okay, then how did you convince Cloud to buy the stuff?" Tifa pressed.

"He insisted?" Barret squeaked out, not wanting to face the wrath of the brawler and her friend.

"Speaking of," Yang interjected, "How'd he even pay for the stuff in the first place?"

"Uh" Barret looked nervous, "Ohlook! Thereisaguypeeingonthejukebox, I'llletyoutwotakecareofitbuy!" He replied rapidly.

"Huh?" "Wha?" The two brawlers looked towards the jukebox in question. There was nobody even nearby it. When they turned back, they saw the two men, the cat-dog, and a man who will be needing a Phoenix Down upon his return- jump into the truck and drive off.

"... He used your GP, didn't he?" Yang said, more than asked.

"Most likely." Tifa replied.

Sigh, "Can I punch him when he gets back?"

Tifa thought for a moment, "Only if you can get Pyrrha Nikos to visit my bar." She finally replied.

"I can't guarantee that, but I can get you her autograph." Yang replied.

"Eh, good enough."

AN: Thanks for the suggestion, Vindex/Jessica. Much appreciated!

Disclaimer: I don't own either of the two franchises I am writing about.