[I have no idea—something about convincing him to plant something maybe???]

Well... [Tifa folds her hands behind her back and sways on the spot a little, a playful grin shining through.] I'm sure we wouldn't say no to more tomatoes... The soup's been selling like hot cakes here today, and I'm already almost out.

[And she leans forward, wagging a finger at him.]

Of course, that's just me. Just an idea.