[In one fell swoop, Tifa shoves all of the teacups away except for one, the porcelain crashing and shattering against the ground.]

Sakura tea it is. My new personal favourite. Ah—and some pastries, right! Wait here, don't go anywhere, okay?

[With a threateningly sweet smile, Tifa rushes back to the stall's counter, picks out "a few" sweets, and returns with a plate full of cakes, tarts, and other pastries for Gina to pick from. A pile of them. Every last one that they had—]

This is going to be the best tea party, don't you think?