Seph: The problem with taking an old man’s dresser? *pokes his tongue out at her and chuckles* It will have a dirty old man’s undergarments inside, and it will more than likely smell of old-people. I don’t know about you, but I do not want a set of drawers that smells like that.

Sephiroth: *moves back to the bed and sits down on the edge, loudly sighing* I am calm, Jen. I’m not angry, and I’m not just about to break anybody’s neck in a fit of rage. *frowns at her* But he ruined the moment, Jen. He killed it flat and dead. We were quite warm and close until he showed up. Just for once, I’d like to share some time with you witout being interrupted.