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Cloud Strife and Vincent Valentine
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Date Posted: 08:20:49 02/17/02 Sun
Cloud laughs in that warm, masculine way suited to strapping young mercenaries. "Do you really want me to answer that question, or are you just trying to make conversation?" But he goes ahead and answers it anyway, good-naturedly. "It depends on where you are. At Junon, the wind off the ocean is cold, so it's pretty chilly. Up north, it's just snow all year round. Around here it's hot, but the nights are cold. In the Costa del Sol area, it's summer all year round. Even the nights are warm." He leans back in his chair, folding his arm behind his head as he reminisces. "The weather at Nibelheim and North Corel are probably more what you're accustomed to."
It's good to be back in familiar territory.
At that moment, the waitress returns with a tray loaded with drinks. She sets each mug or glass in front of the corresponding person (how a waitress does that correctly is forever a mystery to some), then tucks the tray neatly under her arm and takes out a notepad and writing-stick. "Are you ready to order?"
Cloud sits bolt-upright. "I'll have this, this, this, this, and this," he says, pointing to several items on the menu.
"Just eggs and toast for me, thank you," Vincent says, dryly. "Scrambled."
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