Act I

Cloud sat at Tifa's bar with an empty glass, drumming his fingers onto the wooden bar surface.

"Man, this is SO boring! I need something to do. I wonder what the guys are up to?"

Just then, Tifa walked in through the door. Cloud turned around to see her enter and walk across the room and behind the bar. She looked at him with a serious look in her eyes.

"Cloud, we have to talk."

Cloud smiled, "Sure. Is there something wrong?"

Tifa nodded, "Yeah, we're broke."

Cloud raised an eyebrow, "How? I thought we had about 30,000 gil stashed away in a safe?"

Tifa sighed, "All gone. It just disappeared."

Cloud pulled out his Buster Sword and twirled it about over his head, "Don't worry, I'll catch the thief and get back our money!"

Tifa only shook her head, "If anyone in the slums took it, then they're probably long gone by now. Anyway, everyone's getting a job so we won't have to go looking for the stolen money. And that include YOU, Cloud."

Cloud's eye widened, "A REAL job?! But, but.." Cloud doubled over and hit the floor with a thud. He began to roll around a bit. "OW! I have a stomach ache! Ooooh, it hurts so bad!"

Tifa rolled her eyes and said, "You're still gonna have to get a job, Cloud."

"D'OH!" Cloud exclaimed. Cloud stood up and dusted himself off. Tifa walked around the bar she was behind and held both of his hands, looking into his eyes with a smile.

"Please, do me this favor and look for a job. Wouldn't you like to help me, Cloud?"

Cloud then noticed that Tifa's mellons were jiggling and her clevage was in full view. Cloud nodded with a dopey looking smile on his face.

Tifa kissed his cheek and said, "Thank you so much, Cloud." She let his hands go and Cloud went stumbling out of the bar like a dopey dwarf. Tifa smiled as he left, "Works every time...."