[....!

Why didn't she think of that!?

Tifa throws her arms around him, and this time, some of the cider does spill on her lap and she has to pause to gently set it down before she loses anymore.]

Let's do that. It'll be a good place for all the dogs to hang out before the wedding, too! Thirteen's a lot to wrangle for either of us in one morning. And we could decorate the tree... with lots of little lights and flowers...

[Even in the winter, they'll still bloom.]