You visit a bar called the Seventh Heaven, it’s nice, kinda rustic, is that the right word? Oh, it doesn’t matter

As you go to the bar, you see the bartender, Tifa. She comes to you with a friendly smile

Tifa: Welcome to Seventh Heaven

She seems so nice, her voice is oozing friendliness and it’s comforting

Tifa: What can I get ya? Food? A drink?