"Yeah, they got a cover charge, yo. I paid the big gil for the permanent membership, though." He shrugged. "The chocobos are all private-owned, and, shit, who's gonna be mean to their own chocobo, yeah? We could'a stopped at the Saucer, I guess, but that would'a been a whole continent outta our way."

He was attempting to mentally tick off all the questions that she'd asked. He was losing track.

"The battles kinda start easy, like, with sea worms an' junk. And then they work their way up from there. Ho-Chus on up through Behemoths and Prod Clods, zoto. An' there are handicaps, too. Like poison, or broken armor, or busted materia, that kinda junk. Keeps it interestin', yo."