Cloud: Damn! Only one 'Thomases Bagel' left!

Tifa: ::gasp:: Whatever shall we do?!

Cloud: ::kills everyone:: Ah... ::bites into the warm bagel goodness::

Nanaki: ::walks in, dragging a stereo in a Radio Flyer that blares his tribal music:: Cloud....

Cloud: ::mouth full:: Muh?

Nanaki: Are those bagels really that important to you?

Cloud: ::swallows:: You kiddin'? Have you seen the commercials they got out for these babies? ::takes another bite:: ...oh...oh yeah...

Reeve: ::skips in, rainbows glistening in his footsteps, friendly woodland animals bounding at his heels; waves:: Hi! ::looks around:: ....pile of bloody...corpses...DAMMIT! This means there are no 'Thomases Bagels' left, doesn't it?

Cloud: ::pats his stomach:: You better believe it.

Reeve: ::tosses his arms into the air:: KILL!

Cloud: Oh, goodness!

Reeve: ::chases Cloud::

Cloud: ::is chased::

Reeve: ::trips::

Cloud: ::giggles::

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