"I'll have a Chocobo brain" Reno requested.
"Another one? I swear you people are obsessed with them" Tifa said with amusement. She was trying to drum up business by offering drink specials and this was one she had found online, it was called that because the alcohol mixed in a way that it looked like a yellow brain.
She got on the stepstool to get the main ingredient and all eyes shifted towards her. They didn't care for the drink, it was too sweet, however, it was the process to make it that had half the Turks there, some of AVALANCHE….and Rufus. They all respected Tifa of course, as a comrade and colleague but that she was attractive had not escaped them. So the first time she got on the stepstool and bent over to retrieve the main ingredient, showing off her sweet little "asset" framed in a hot pink thong she had worn under her skirt had gotten a lot more drink orders for the same. Then there was the nice "jiggling" that took place as she shook her cocktail shaker around. Well word had gotten around and now everyone was into that drink.
Everyone leaned over and almost audibly sighed as the round curvature of her shapely rear hove into view and Vincent grinned that he had won as he had correctly guessed and won the bet as to what colour her panties were that day; she wore her black thong that day.
Sephiroth stepped into the bar and blushed at what he saw and proceeded to the bar and cleared his throat to attract Tifa's attention. "Yes Sephiroth?" she said.
"Allow me to retrieve for you what you need. I am certain I can adequately reach whatever it is you need, that stepstool doesn't look very safe" he said, holding out his hand to help her down. "When you bend over like that, you are showing off more than you realize" he whispered tactfully to her.
She blushed "thank you for telling me" she whispered back to him and he remained blissfully unaware that each and every man there was mentally skewering or shooting him.
"You're welcome, now which bottle to you seek?" he asked her.
"The yellow one" she said.
"Ah are you making Chocobo brains by any chance? This is the base alcohol that you use" he said handing it to her.
"You know how to make them?" she asked him.
"I often ended up being the bartender at parties during basic training. I wasn't the sort to mingle" he explained. "Once I get something into my head, I own it for life."
"So would you do me the favour and make one for Reno while I go change into pants?" she asked him.
"Sure, I'll also relocate it to a more convenient shelf for you" he said as he got out what was needed to make one and got everything into the shaker and the fuming males could not help but watch as the shaker made the muscles of the thoroughly male chest dance with each motion of the shaking, it was a like a train wreck, they just couldn't look away.
"Okay would anyone else like one?" he asked them and finally looked up and wondered at the looks of murderous intent directed at him.
"I'll take my drink" Reno said in irritation.
"Would you like a slice of lemon on the side? That is how they are traditionally served" Sephiroth said.
"Take your slice of lemon and cram it up your….."Cid all but snarled as he adjusted his cigarette in his mouth.
"Be nice" Vincent interrupted him and Sephiroth could only wonder why everyone looked so annoyed at him.
