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Alright. So we'll park the Fox down here by the waterfront and then fan out. Yuffie, Vincent, there should be enough cover on the beach for you to bring your teams around and flank them. No matter how well organized this outbreak is, we outnumber them. So we knock this out, mop up, and be back to our wives and children before dinner.

[Pauses as though listening to someone else speak.]

I require at least a year's notice before you procreate, Yuffie, so that I can retire and leave the city. Maybe the Planet.

And try not to destroy family houses, this time, people. This is Junon, they're a little touchy about that.

-- Oh.

Where...? not Junon.

Vincent? Yuffie?

In regard to yesterday:

That was not me projecting onto the network at a volume reminiscent of Yuffie loudly.
I do not recall making vague threats directed at my cats. Or Vash.
Nor do I recall swearing.
I did not, under any circumstances, leave my residence after 10 PM and go to a bar in the lower city where I may or may not have begun a brawl.
In other words, it did not happen.

We shall never speak of this again.