"Tip," Reno drawled, pulling one of the bills with a larger denomination on it, so far as he could see. 50 seemed reasonable? Slapping it on the table, he shook his head.

"Won't take no for an answer. Buy you and the guys some pizza or something. I was a total fuckin' hassle and the money is already here. It'll pay for the medical stuff, too, right? And the peas," he added, tossing the thawed bag on the counter. "Thanks for that. Definitely feels better." Not that it really hurt, but how was he supposed to explain the kind of "upgrading" employees of Shinra went through?

"Well, Yusuke, you gonna teach me to not look retarded? If I rack myself, you're responsible."