"A bar?" Cid's stare was incredulous. He knew Yuffie wasn't a little kid anymore. In his eyes she was a seasoned fighter, routinely searching for wandering Heartless in their hometown. Yet for some reason, the thought of her partying in a bar completely blew his mind.

"A bar. You wanna have a party at a bar." Was it getting older mixed with watching a kid grow up that was doing this? "Well... Ah, to heck with it. You're old enough now, ain'tcha? Alright, a bar it is!"