"Listen, I know exactly why this happened. We've been trying to scrounge up so much money to buy a new place that we really haven't been able to afford to eat as well as we should," Cloud stated matter of factly.
"Yeah, but I'm used to not being able to eat as often or as much as I'd like," Tifa replied absentmindedly, poking her slightly distended abdomen. "I just don't know what came over me. . ."
"Well, it doesn't matter," Cloud said. "I think it's about time we live it up for once. Come on, what do you say we take all the gil we have and blow it all on a big dinner?"
Tifa was about to protest, since they were saving that gil to move to a nicer place, but her stomach suddenly growled as if to answer an enthusiastic "YES!" to the prospect of new food.
"Well, I guess it would be nice to eat my fill for a change," Tifa chuckled nervously.
"Excellent," Cloud exclaimed, trying to keep himself from sounding too suspiciously enthusastic. The truth was, he was getting rather excited about the prospect of filling Tifa to the bursting point with all kinds of food, and it seemed as if whatever happened to Tifa would make her all too willing to allow herself to get stuffed to said bursting point.
"So, what'll it be?" Cloud asked the buxom martial artist? "Should we eat out, or should we just buy the food and make dinner ourselves?"
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