Marluxia: Dude this is sweet! They were so thrilled with my villainous character that they gave me my own special kind of weapon. It’s a scythe!
Cloud: Uh.......hey Marly?
Marluxia: What?
Squall: About your scythe.......
Marluxia: What about it?
Squall: How do I put this......Your weapon is, umm........it’s a little.......Cloud, you want to help me out here?
Cloud: It’s pink. Your scythe is frikkin’ pink!
Squall: Yeah, that‘s it.........pink.
Marluxia: What? No it’s not pink.
Cloud: Pink.
Squall: Yeah, definitely pink.
Marluxia: You guys are color-blind. It’s the color of ...... dried blood. Besides, why would they give me a pink weapon?
Squall: Hey, don’t ask, don’t tell.
Cloud: That was pretty good.
Squall: It is a little funny.
Marluxia: Guys, look at it. It’s like, uh.......a lightish red.
Cloud: Oh, guess what, they already have a color for lightish red. You know what it’s called? Pink!
Marluxia: I hate you guys......
Squall: At least a bat with nails isn’t one of your weapons.
Cloud: Hey, yours are made from junk, so don’t even start.
Vaan: It sorta matches your hair.
Squall: Hey!
Cloud: No one said you could talk.
Marluxia: Actually, it’s supposed to match the flowers I shoot in a special attack.
Squall: ................
Cloud: .................
Vaan: ...................
Marluxia: What?
