Of all the divisions at Shinra, Roche thinks yours is the most important. You run the shop that makes sure his precious motorcycle is always in tip-top shape, and he doesn’t want anyone but you repairing it. Roche regularly comes to your department to speak with you, pointing out his demolished motorcycle with a pleading puppy-dog expression. You’re grumpy and tired of his antics, but he loves it.

“Come now! If only you had seen it!” he says dramatically, striking a valiant pose as he recalls the ring fight in Junon. “The audience was enthralled. The atmosphere, electric!” He knew coming to you with his motorcycle cleaved in two would be asking a lot, but you’ve also never flat-out said no to him.