Yuffie: [singing very badly] I like Materi… I mean trains
Sephiroth: Next
Yuffie gives Sephiroth the finger as she leaves.
Sephiroth: Next is…Vincent!?
Vincent stands and stares…and stares…and stares…and stares…and itches his nose…and stares…and leaves
Sephiroth: [blinks] Um…Okay. Aeris.
Zidane: She's gone to buy swords.
Sephiroth: Oh for God's sake
Zidane: Can I be Selphie?
Sephiroth: Why would you, anybody for that matter, want to be Selphie?
Zidane: Because I'm short and annoying and I would get access to the girls dressing room.
Sephiroth: No, now piss off. Next, Relm Arowney
Relm: I refuse to sink to that level.
Sephiroth: But you're already the weird kid who uses a paintbrush in battle, this is a step up for you.
Relm: …
Sephiroth: [patronizingly] You get Nunchaku
Relm: I want a sword
Sephiroth: [even more patronizingly] If I give you my Masamune will you be Selphie because I really can't be arsed to find anyone else
Relm: Okay!
Sephiroth: [gives her his sword] Now go and play and leave me alone.
Sephiroth goes back to looking at the script then hears Relm around the corner
Relm: Look what I got, Sephiroth's sword
Crowd: Ooooh.
Cloud: I'll trade you my Organics for it.
Relm: Okay
Sephiroth: [vein bulges on forehead] That stupid kid is going to trade my Masamune for an Organics sword.
Sephiroth leaps forward vengefully with his trusty baseball bat, which makes contact with Cloud's face before the transaction can be completed.
Sephiroth: [beating Cloud on the ground] You [whack] will [crunch] never [thump] get [smash] my [thud] sword [boink]
Locke: [slyly] I'll trade a dirk for it
Relm: Uh I don't really know what a dirk is but Okay!
Sephiroth facefaults.