Jamie eyes her up and down for a moment, suspicious at first that she's trying to get a rise out of him. But she's passingly familiar - he recognizes her as another new Pride recruit - and she's always seemed okay before, so despite his sour mood he decides to give her the benefit of the doubt.

"Total asshole," he agrees. "Guy records a couple platinum albums and thinks he can treat everyone else like shit. And the vocals on his last album sucked balls."

He looks at Yuffie a little more openly now, some of his hurt pride assuaged. "You're from that new punk outfit, right? Junkyard Carnival?"