[Tifa lets out a playfully dramatic, loud gasp at the transformation, watching as they all run around and tackle Eustace.]
Quick! Melody, Bri, use the flowers!
[Both corgis run at Tifa to snatch small bundles of bouquets out of her hands and rush at Eustace, tossing them so that they land on top of him. Bri's land, but Melody's go off flying.]
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Quick! Melody, Bri, use the flowers!
[Both corgis run at Tifa to snatch small bundles of bouquets out of her hands and rush at Eustace, tossing them so that they land on top of him. Bri's land, but Melody's go off flying.]