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She was almost asleep when she heard the door swing open. Jerking her head towards the door, she saw Barret walking in, rubbing the back of his head when he made eye-contact with her. She got up from her seat and walked quickly over to where he stood,

"Did you find out anything?" She asked, hoping that he had, despite what his body language was.

"Well, kid. I…uh…didn't. Sorry kid." Barret looked at her, expecting her to collapse at the thought. He was only half-right; the spark of hope in her eyes was the only thing that collapsed.

"Oh…I see." She gave a sad smile, looking at her hand slide over the back of the chair before looking at him, "Still, thank you for trying."

"Barret?" Tifa had emerged from the backroom, carrying a crate that she promptly set on the counter, "So what did you find out?"

"Nuthin'!" He threw his hands up in exasperation, "I asked everyone I knew, and then some who didn't run away from deh sight o' me. This girl seems to o' just come from nowhere."

"Did you ask in any of the other Sectors?" Tifa raised an eyebrow.

Sectors? There was more that one place in Midgar that had people living there?

"Not exactly." Barret said, "I did get to talk to some who were visiting, though."

"So…I might still be able to find out who I am?" She could feel her spirits begin to lift again.

"Might be." Tifa smiled and Barret nodded, "Until then, you're welcomed to stay here for as long as you like."

"Thank you. Umm...until then…could I…uh…help out here?" She asked, "Marlene told me you're a little short-handed and, well, I was wondering if I could work to earn my keep here. I'd feel guilty if I just sat around all day while you all were hard at work."

"Sure!" Tifa said, "I could use some more people around here. Barret always seems to be skipping out."

"Now wait just a minute…" He began

"I'm just teasing, Barret. I know your other 'job' keeps you busy." Tifa smirked

"Other job?" The girl looked at Barret, "What do you do?"

A little awkward silence ensued before Barret hastily said, "Well, I uh, protect people and, uh…"

"Like a soldier?" Seeing both flinching at the word, she wondered what was wrong with it.

"No, not a SOLDIER." Barret said, thinking she was regaining some memory and was referring to those of whom he and the others fought against. He looked at her suspiciously; was she someone's daughter that lived above? Someone he fought against?

"So…" She racked her brain, "Oh, like the police?"

His suspicion abated slightly, "Uh, yeah. Sure, like the police."

"That's cool." She smiled, looking at Tifa, "So where do I start?"

"Well, for starters," Tifa took her by the arm and led her behind the counter, "I'll teach you some basic drinks. After awhile, if you stay long enough, I'll teach some more of the specialty drinks." She winked, "Can't have my famous drinks finding themselves in other bars now can I?"

"I guess." The girl's right eyebrow cocked upward; were they really that good?

"Alright!" Tifa smacked her hands together and rubbed them before bringing up a few bottles that contain a variety of liquor, some holding water.

An hour later, with Tifa watching and Barret with an amused expression, she worked diligently on the drink Tifa, as a "customer", had ordered. She pushed back a strand of hair behind her ear, added a little more from the finishing bottle, and handed it to Tifa. As Tifa took a sip, she sucked in her breath while she clenched and unclenched her hands. Putting the glass down, Tifa looked at the amber liquid and then at her. The look said it all.

"I need to practice some more don't I?"

"Hey, don't get me wrong. You've definitely improved from the watery drinks, but it's teetering on the marginal line."

She sighed exasperatedly and dumped the drink down the sink. It was frustrating not being able to remember all the drinks and their ingredients.

"I switched something around or forgot it, huh?"

"Actually, you didn't put enough of something in."

"Dangit." She muttered as she washed the glasses she had used out, "Well, at least I'm getting the ingredients right, now."

"Exactly."

"I can't believe you made a drink that nearly sent Tifa here backwards." Barret laughed while Tifa sent him a death-glare.

"Oh hush, Barret. How was I supposed to know that that particular liquor was so strong? For all I know, I've never drank before." She proceeded to dry the glasses and put them up, "Well, at least I'm good for clean-up right now, so I'm not completely useless."

"I'll still teach you after the bar's closed, maybe around this time?" Tifa

"Sure. Tifa, can you write down the ingredients so I can study them?"

"No problem. I'll get them to you tomorrow…" Tifa looked at her hard and she waited for Tifa to respond, "I wanted to say your name, but then I remembered that you don't remember yours."

"Yeah, I know." She said maybe a bit too short.

"Easy, girlie. Don't take it out on Tifa now." Barret squeezed her shoulder lightly to tell her to calm down.

"I know, I know. I'm sorry." The disaster with the alcohol, not to mention the fumes some of them produced, had made her a little more irritable that she would have liked. She leaned on the counter, "Sorry, Tifa. Yeah, I know, but what about it?"

"Well, we can't go around calling you "girl", or "girlie" as Barret would like to say, you need a name we can call you until we find out something about you." Tifa leaned lazily against the counter with her head propped up by her left arm.

"How about…"

Dun Dun DUN! I'm so evil…Mwa ha ha! I want reviews! I want names! Tell me what name you think she should have and why she should. Why am I asking you this to do this? It's not because I'm lazy…wait…maybe it is partially, but I want input for this story from you guys, too! Review! Please? I want more reviews! I want to know who likes my stories and what I can do to improve them!