Sephiroth: *his grin fades, and his trademark scowl returns* Oh, that’s very funny, Zack. They even dare try to call me a girl, they even think about it, and… *punches a fist into his open palm, making a loud slapping noise* What’s the time? We should probably move out shortly.
Hal: Hah, you’re right there, man. *glances over at Sephy* Grumpy as always. *ties up his shoes, then gets to his feet* Well, I’m ready. Told you I would be. Doom on anyone who doubted me!