"Oh, we've spoken earlier on the journals." Tifa smiled back. "It's me, Tifa Lockhart. I recognize your voice; it's quite beautiful." She continued. Lenne was just as pretty as Tifa had imagined from her voice over the network, and as Tifa leaned forward and poured Lenne a glass of juice from a bottle she had next to her. "Here you go." She offered the glass to Lenne.