Why Zell is not allowed to wear a skirt
Why Zell is not allowed to wear a skirt

"I tell ya, I am so not the right person for this," Zell groused.

"It's past time you and Seifer worked out your differences," Irvine said.

"Psh. I don't see you forcing Squall to 'socialize' with him," Zell retorted.

"You won't be socializing; you'll be working together for the sake of the mission," Rinoa explained.

Zell rolled his eyes. "Pull the other one. As if there could possibly be a good reason somebody might pay the world's most expensive mercenaries to go clubbing. At, incidentally, Selphie's favorite gay bar."

Irvine loked at Rinoa, who shrugged. "Fine," she said, "so you figured it out. You're still coming."

"Hey, no fair!" Zell exclaimed. "You're supposed to graciously admit defeat when I outsmart you!"

"Too bad," Rinoa said gleefully. "And as punishment, I'm dressing you up as a girl."

"No way!" Zell cried, backing up and waving his hands frantically. "How is that fair?!"

Irvine snickered. "You're assuming this is supposed to be fair."

"This is so not happening," Zell moaned. "Rinoa, why can't you just dress Squall up again? He actually has the figure for it!"

"Nope, he's meeting Laguna for dinner tonight," she said cheerfully, rubbing her hands together. "Let's see, I've got this beautiful red velvet skirt ..."

"Hold on, again?" Irvine interrupted. "You dressed Squall up as a girl? When?"

"Hello, the masquerade last year?" Rinoa said, knocking on the brim of his hat. "You can't have forgotten. You hogged him the whole night! I didn't even get a single dance."

Irvine blinked, his jaw hanging open slightly. "Last ... you mean ... that was Squall??"

Zell sighed. "I told you he must've been drunk."

"He didn't tell you?" Rinoa asked, putting her fists on her hips. "Men! I swear, you two have the most messed up relationship ever."

"Hey, at least I know not to give him chocobos!" Irvine protested. "And we weren't dating then! He hardly said two words to me all night!"

"No, he was just following you around like a puppy and wearing an evening gown just to get your attention," Rinoa said sarcastically.

"And stilletto heels ... and jasmine perfume ... and a string of pearls ..." Irvine's eyes got a little glassy.

"Dude, you're drooling," Zell pointed out. "Mop it up, at least."

Irvine turned to Rinoa. "Do you still have that dress he wore?"