Summary
"It's 'aight, Tifa. I'm always 'ere when ya need me. Now, how's Marlene holdin' up? She still sleepin' like an angel up there?" Barret checked, 'up there' referring to the upstairs, in the bedroom Tifa always kept for Marlene. "But don't ya worry about the other drink, that Paloma or whatever it's called was enough for me."