Sephy, I hate this place. There's way too much water. I'm allergic to water you know.
     "I don't know why you constantly say you're allergic to water," I told Mother while watching her quiver looking over the ocean. "You love water. On the way over here you said you tested out the water park section of your theme park. You said you loved it."
     "See Niggapapa," Marlene broke in, "Sephiroids listens to he's Motha'. Why can't you listen to me? Remember when I told you about the gremlin I let loose in Aeris's house when I had to live wit her mama? You didn't believe me."
     "Marlene," Barret said calmly," I didn't believe you because gremlins don't even come from the same island as Midgar. I have no idea how you got a gremlin to Aeris's house."
     I can't go on describing all of the insignificant banter that went on during our trip from the Costa Del Sol beach up to the city of Costa Del Sol. There was much too much. We walked to the docks and headed for the small plane which was being prepared for a water take-off. There I saw a woman who looked strangely like Lucrecia -er, Other Mother.
     I loves ya boy.
     "Excuse me," I asked the mysterious woman. "Are you the contact Reeve told me to meet?"
     "Wow!" the woman said while checking me out-
     You wish.
     She really was checking me out. Honest.
     "I can't believe it's you," she said. "You're so much better looking in person than in all those magazines I've read about you in."
     You've got to be kidding. There's no way anybody'd say that about you.
     "-and wow! Your mother is here with you. This is amazing. I had no idea Reeve got you two to do this for us."
     Us two? Ha Sephy! I'm getting equal credit. That means I get 50% of the profit.
     "What's this 'us' all about?" I asked.
     "Oh, excuse me. I know you, but you don't know me. My name is Shera. I'm the vice president of Sith Co."
     Wait a minute. This don't make none sense. If Reeve left us because he didn't want to be seen with us for the possibility of ruining his company, how is his company's vice president any different?
     "My god!" I said, collapsing on the dock. "That was possibly the most intelligent thing you've ever said. If it weren't for the 'don't make none sense' thing, I'd probably have had a heart attack."
     "I can answer that with only three words: Reeve's a pussy." She adjusted her glasses and motioned toward the seaplane. "Reeve is afraid of conflict. He even told Cloud and the others through Cait Sith he'd be there in person if he could. He said this right before they moved in to kick your ass- er..." She glanced back at me, frightened, but I waved approval, and she continued. "Right, well, the transportation I'm providing is called the Tiny Bronco. It's one of Cid Highwind's planes which I found lying around right before-
     Disc 2?
     "I was going to say before Tifa's broadcasted 'execution,' but whatever."
     "I always wondered where the hell that went," Barret said. "So does that mean the buggy is parked in Junon?"
     "I didn't steal them," Shera said. "Nobody was using them. Anyways, get in. I'll fly you to Junon... Has anybody seen a suitcase somewhere around here?"
     We all shook our heads. All except for Marlene, who was trying especially hard to not look guilty. We all stared at her.
     "I didn't know we needed it," she said. "I dropped it in the water."
     Yeah, and I dropped a small explosive on top of it.
     "Will that make an explosion?" I asked Shera.
     "Uhh, in our fictional world of screwed up science, it very well might."
     "Then get the plane started extremely quickly ma'am."
     We all ran and got on the plane. Shera flew the plane as fast as that awful thing would fly. It was pretty cool though, because our plane was easily out of the blast radius when the C-4 detonated, yet we could still hear the Costa Del Solians' screams of terror and death. Marlene said she wanted somebody to hold her out the window because she swore she saw a severed arm fly by our plane, and she wanted to keep it.
     The plane landed in Junon just in time to see the live broadcast of the tragedy of Costa Del Sol. Marlene cheered for her very first citywide devastation. Shera showed us to the buggy and left in tears. I think she knew people in Costa Del Sol.
     Car trip! I get to drive!
     I got behind the wheel and headed off to the Mythril Mine.