[if you're in the mess hall this evening to have a quiet dinner then you're out of luck, because there are
tiny baby chocobos flying all over. probably in your face.
there's a girl hopping all over chairs and tables trying to collect them. she tries to stash some in the satchel at her waist, but they just fly out everywhere and make noise.]
Ohhh! This isn't what I meant when I said you could go out for a little bit!
( slooooowing down! I WILL PICK UP. )