[Tifa feels a little called out, but she only laughs about it, the dogs both boofing with their approval at Beatrix as well. The three of them just want to spread a little joy around the festival along with the others who have been having fun making them, and even as Beatrix's brow wrinkles, Tifa holds fast with her smile.]

You're good friends with him then? This guy?

[Whoever this not-so-mystery man is.

She'll stop her teasing soon.]

I'm just saying... I don't exactly pin you the type to want to bring a flower crown to someone who wasn't a little special.

[Just not yet. Although the words she says are genuine. It's sweet that Beatrix wants to.]