Zach: I’m alright, mother. I think I’m going to stay around here… *relaxes back in his chair* I’m happy with my pizza. You guys will be OK without me. *grins* I want to stay around here and work on some extra-credit work for class. That’s OK, right?
Cancer: I’ll come along. I can’t think of anything I need, but it’s better than being here all the time…
Sephiroth: When? When are we going?