Zexion is walking through a huge underground mall run by nobodies

Zexion: Make-up brushes… make up brushes… he stops in front of a huge make-up store How about here?

Store Clerk: Hi and welcome! Can I help you?

Zexion: Um… I’m looking for these. he shows her some really worn brushes

Store Clerk: blushes Oh I’ll get that for you. she goes to the back and comes back with the brushes There you go 6,670 munny.

Zexion: 6,670 munny! What the hell kind of brushes are these?!

Store Clerk:Highly expensive designer ones. she giggles May I ask why you are buying make-up brushes in the first place?

Zexion: at a low volume I kinda used Marluxia’s brushes to clean the keyboards at the castle. I had no idea they would—

Store Clerk: Well they are too expensive to be—wait… did you say Mar-lux-ia?

Zexion: Um… forget I said that. he shoves a card at her Charge it here. under breath I’m gonna have to pay for this later.

Store Clerk: All done um—

Zexion grabs the card before she reads it; their hands touch for a moment.

Store Clerk: um… she blushes

Zexion: … he grabs the brushes Thanks! he leaves out

Store Clerk: faints