Title: Notoriety
Words: 415
Summary: Fame wears different faces.
A/N: Seriously, how do you run a bar with ten kids running about the place? And Happy V Day, everyone! (smiles)


Seventh Heaven was now renowned for being the only place in Edge that had waiters and waitresses below the height of five feet.

It was also infamous for being the only bar in Edge where you couldn't discuss any seedy business since an average of five pairs of ears would undoubtedly hear you. Five tiny pairs of ears that were usually connected with five very bright brains who could multiply two and two together to make four. And then repeat it to the proprietress of the bar who took it upon herself to severely remind her customers that such businesses was not allowed to be discussed in her respectable establishment.

Another thing that added to the bar's new reputation was the amount of tips people gave to the waiters and waitresses. That, and the hidden identities that emerged. Burly sailors with snakes, dragons and other such beasts inked on their backs and scars all over their faces actually blushed when the kids who looked curiously at the tattoos of women on their arms very innocently asked if the ladies felt cold with so little clothes on.

Such notoriety, commented Tifa with a torn feeling between amusement and exasperation, couldn't be good for business. If she wasn't careful, the bar could actually turn family friendly.

Cloud quietly replied that it didn't sound like such a bad idea.

The return reasoning was yes, it wasn't a bad idea. At all. But that would turn away the bulk of their clientele which were usually people who didn't like seeing kids around.

And did Tifa like having the customers who didn't like kids around?

Well, of course she'd take the kids over them any day of the year. But from the point of view of a business, they were the majority. Profits would migrate to the South and not just for the winter too.

Then Cloud, trying very hard not to smile and earn himself a smack on the shoulder, lightly asked if her profit this month was better than the last. After all, the kids had been convincing the tiny but many families of Edge to have dinner at Seventh Heaven more often recently. That new development ought to cover her costs at least.

And Tifa mumbled something about finally being able to earn enough to pay for some much needed renovations and went back to cleaning the glasses.

Cloud said nothing, merely grinning inwardly and went back to plotting out his delivery routes for the next day.

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End.