"And so, Laguna runs for dear life."

"Assuming you’re right and it isn’t what it looks like, which is unlikely but I like a good story, what exactly is it?”

    ❝ i work here. i just forgot my         ——— thing at home. and i     didn’t want my coworkers to laugh. ❞ 

"And you expect me to believe which part of that?  Wanna try that again, this time with feeling?"

"Oh, really.”

      okay, so maybe she is breaking in.

"Assuming you're right and it isn't what it looks like, which is unlikely but I like a good story, what exactly is it?"

      she’s definitely not trying to sneak in.

"Oh, really."

"It’s good to see you, then, Squall.  Technically, I’m here for work, but I showed up a day early to visit properly."

"The same goes for you. Were you looking for someone in particular?"

"Just this group of brats that saved the world, nobody special.  Maybe you know them."

     ❝—Okay, so maybe not, but I’d do that thing that girls do and drag you to the bathroom with me and tell you there. Gotta multitask sometime, y’know?❞ There must be an ancient, unspoken rule about the when’s and where’s of these sort of things, but they’re dealing in hypotheticals and urinal confessionals fly at times like these. ❝'Sides, that means we get some privacy!❞

"Right, cause you're just so damn good at multitasking?  At least I tie with your bladder for importance."  There probably was some kind of rule, probably about decency, but when did that ever matter with them?  Never, basically.  Urinal confessions worked well enough, and he had a point about the privacy thing. 

"I’m sure I’m impressed."

{✝} “—My apologies, I’m afraid I wasn’t expecting guests. Please, let me be the first to welcome you to Bevelle. I am Baralai, Praetor of New Yevon.”  [Bows]

"Bevelle, is it?  I'm Kiros, of Esthar.  It's a pleasure."

"Depends who’s asking and for what.  You pull out any paperwork and I’m runnin’ the other way."

"No, nothing like that. I figured I’d just offer a greeting. We don’t see you around here too often."

"It's good to see you, then, Squall.  Technically, I'm here for work, but I showed up a day early to visit properly."

     ❝'M kinda hurt you even have to ask.❞ He’s not. They’re both aware of the furtive side of his tendencies, aren’t they. ❝I’d totally tell you. First thing. Like, even if I had to go to the bathroom really bad and telling you could wait, I’d still tell you first.❞

"No, you're not, and you so wouldn't if you had to go to the bathroom real bad.  It'd be funny to watch you dance around trying to tell me before you took off, though," he pointed out, because yes, Laguna had been known to start in with the wiggling at meetings, and it was always a chore not to laugh.  Seriously, sometimes they were like twelve years old.  

"— Ladies and Gentlemen, the Praetor of Yevon."

"I'm sure I'm impressed."

     ❝—Uh, well. That’s a good question. Maybe you should check your ears, man. Or, get checked out by the doc. In a non-romantic way.❞

"Romantic or non depends on the doc, but I'm pretty sure I heard something about a wedding.  'Course, that has to be wrong, cause as your advisor and best friend, you'd've told me, right?"

"—do I see Kiros?"

"Depends who's asking and for what.  You pull out any paperwork and I'm runnin' the other way."

//sees stalking, not sure if curious or worried.  maybe both.  probably both.

Both would be- wise.

That sounds like a threat.  That better not be a threat.  I will have Ward thump you.