"Someone is really writing the books wrong," Tifa murmured but she had no problem putting away the first and digging through another drawer. The charm she could lay over the key chains wasn't the hard part at all but finding the right one was what took a bit more doing. Something matching that a boy that still lived with his mother would be willing to carry that would be a reminder of the blond in front of her...

"Well, I'm not sure about the cute but it is yellow
," she offered the next in her hunt for inspection. It was amazing what she picked up on her travels... but the kid said cute. She gave in and pulled out all the stops. "And there's this."