[Tifa wouldn't have it any other way. Nibelheim will forever be her hometown, and even after it's long gone, she still holds it and the memories from there dear to her heart, but it was the people of Sector Seven that helped her get back on her feet. AVALANCHE—no, Biggs, Wedge, Jessie, and Barret were the ones who had her back and were her very first loyal customers to Seventh Heaven.
It feels like so long ago, but she remembers those days like they were yesterday.
She reaches the bottom of the bowl, preparing one last patty and slapping it down with the rest, and she claps her sticky hands together as if to shake off the meat. It does nothing of course, but habits and all.]
Alright! I think we're ready to fire up the grill. Now you can really show me what you're made of!
[Between the two of them, they'd made pretty quick work of that bowl. He grins before gesturing towards the sink, offering her the opportunity to wash her hands first, even as he flicks a tiny bit of excess off his own hands and into the bowl.]
Trial by fire, huh?
[As Dad Jokes go, it's not the worst, but still not great.]
By all means. I'll aim to impress! Promise I know how to work it and everything.
[That is a pretty awful dad joke—definitely not his best—but it still draws a laugh out of her as she sticks her hands under the running water in the sink, pumping her hands full of soap to get her fingers squeaky clean again.]
I'm gonna hold you to that.
[She flicks a little bit of water at him, not aiming for his face, but playfully at his belly.]
Last time I let Wedge work the thing, pretty sure he would've burned down my patio if I hadn't gone out there in time.
[Bless his soul... He just wanted to help, but sometimes, he does it in the most dangerous ways possible.]
[He laughs a little, throwing an arm up as if to defend himself from incoming fire, letting the water hit the front of his shirt and temporarily stain it darker. Once she's done, he takes his own turn at the sink, taking care to soap well past his wrists to be safe. Never can be too careful with food preparation, especially with raw meat.]
Poor guy. He does his best— just wants to help out, but sometimes he's a little too eager for his own good.
[The team wouldn't be the same without him, though. Biggs can't imagine AVALANCHE without him.]
Maybe next time you can put him on dishes. Lets him help out and keeps your hands free for awhile.
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[Tifa wouldn't have it any other way. Nibelheim will forever be her hometown, and even after it's long gone, she still holds it and the memories from there dear to her heart, but it was the people of Sector Seven that helped her get back on her feet. AVALANCHE—no, Biggs, Wedge, Jessie, and Barret were the ones who had her back and were her very first loyal customers to Seventh Heaven.
It feels like so long ago, but she remembers those days like they were yesterday.
She reaches the bottom of the bowl, preparing one last patty and slapping it down with the rest, and she claps her sticky hands together as if to shake off the meat. It does nothing of course, but habits and all.]
Alright! I think we're ready to fire up the grill. Now you can really show me what you're made of!
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Trial by fire, huh?
[As Dad Jokes go, it's not the worst, but still not great.]
By all means. I'll aim to impress! Promise I know how to work it and everything.
[There will be no grill fires in this bar today.]
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I'm gonna hold you to that.
[She flicks a little bit of water at him, not aiming for his face, but playfully at his belly.]
Last time I let Wedge work the thing, pretty sure he would've burned down my patio if I hadn't gone out there in time.
[Bless his soul... He just wanted to help, but sometimes, he does it in the most dangerous ways possible.]
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Poor guy. He does his best— just wants to help out, but sometimes he's a little too eager for his own good.
[The team wouldn't be the same without him, though. Biggs can't imagine AVALANCHE without him.]
Maybe next time you can put him on dishes. Lets him help out and keeps your hands free for awhile.