[Tifa eyes the bottle, reading the label, before she rises from her chair and leans over the counter with a grin.]

How about you have a seat, and I'll make you a drink?

[Don't worry, she won't make a mess nor will she touch the moonshine, but what better way to showcase her qualifications than to make something herself? Their selection may still be small, but so was Seventh Heaven's when she first started.]

If that's okay, of course. Wouldn't mind seeing what you guys have.