[There are some names in there that go right over Tifa's head. A queen and a place she's never heard of, but that's more commonplace here, isn't it? More likely that than someone knowing anything about Midgar. Honestly, though? It's pretty impressive that a woman singlehandedly passed down how to make beer to man. Tifa thinks she might like this Queen Isis.]

Well, next time you see her, make sure she knows that we appreciate it. And maybe spare her the details about what we just ate, yeah?

[Her hand comes up to her lips to suppress a giggle.]

So what does that make you, then? A prince?