"Y'know, Cloud, if you just screw up a few bits of paper together before liberally applyin' your fist, they come out looking almost as good."

Suddenly, a ninja! A ninja carrying an armful of brightly origami paper, a few pipe-cleaners, two tubs of glitter, and a tube of craft glue. Yuffie grinned, bright as metal in the summer sunshine, and dumped the lot onto the table. She was sorry to see that the tubs didn't explode, since a sparkly, glittering Cloud was the best Cloud of all.

Still, wasn't like she couldn't just glitter him up by herself. She did have good aim, and he was right there. Sedation would be a small price to pay.

Without waiting for an invitation, Yuffie chucked herself unceremoniously into an empty chair. The resulting sprawl of skinny limbs wasn't exactly the comfiest of arrangements, but she gave herself points for ingenuity, originality, and zestful inconsideration. Today had been way too serious, and far, far too tiring. Too full of pessimism and defeat and furrowed eyebrows. The only highlight had been the dude jumping up on his table at lunch, and then he'd gone and delivered the lamest motivational speech she'd ever heard.