"Well... They ain't gettin' any worse," Reno replied. He sighed. He was not allowed to be a melancholy drunk in the middle of Tifa's bar.

Another beer nut off the back of Vincent's head cheered Reno up tremendously.

"It's a lotta work, is all. And it's startin' to sink in that maybe my help ain't the help that people want. Or... Maybe even need, zoto. Tokyo or Verona sound pretty damn nice compared to puttin' in a lot with not much in the way of results, yo."