Grey Moon – Sunday (ep. 2)
Yuffie wandered into the bar, wearing a stovepipe hat, a waistcoat and a phoney beard. She took a stool at the bar and ordered a pint.
“Going to a party?” laughed Reala.
“A costume party,” replied Yuffie. “I’m supposed to come dressed as my love life.”
“Your love is Abe Lincoln?” asked Reala.
“Yeah,” grumbled Yuffie. “My last four scores were seven years ago.”