[You know, thinking on it now, Tifa realizes that she doesn't have "hobbies". Back in Midgar, it was always work, and when it wasn't that, it was either resting or building up her martial arts. There was very little room in between Seventh Heaven and having a life outside of it, and even less when she counted Avalanche, which also took up a bulk of her time.

So, she opts for the second part of what he's said instead. It's much more interesting than "nothing really" anyway.]

I started working at a bar called Seventh Heaven when I was eighteen. It wasn't much, but it paid the bills, and I could still put aside enough for other things. [Namely, her debt, but that's neither here nor there.] I had a friend who lived there, him and his daughter—they had nowhere else to go.

[Her expression warms under the flicker of the candlelight, and she watches the flame dance for a moment before going on with her story.]

When the owner passed away, it was either I buy the bar, or they would sell it to someone else, and they would have nowhere to call home. So, I bought it with what money I had. They had somewhere to stay, and I've been running it ever since. Everything else just came after.