“OK,” said Yuffie, “well it’s good you escaped, but why did Lizard chase you around the breakfast table?”

“Made a scene at his wedding,” sighed Spectre.

“Oh dear,” said Yuffie. “What happened?”

“Well you know you’re meant to throw rice at the bride?” said Spectre.

“Yes,” replied Yuffie.

“Nobody told me I had to take it out of the bag first,” grumbled Spectre.