And wasn't it convenient that Squall's shove sent Zack straight into the chair sitting adjacent to him? It might have been suspicious how quickly Zack settled into his new resting place, considering he'd just been recently manhandled.

He waved down the waiter and with a few curious hand signals that probably meant absolutely nothing to the worker, was able to order a drink. Half the fun was in seeing what they'd bring him anyway.

"She's right, you know. It's definitely a date," Zack declared, grinning in a friendly manner at Rinoa, then back at Squall. "Well, I dunno about those lessons. He seems to have done well for himself." He stuck out a hand, grin turning softer. "Zack Fair, at your service, ma'am."