While Meg had never seen gil before, the form of coins was something very familiar and comforting. Finally, someone in this place had a decent concept of money. Of course, now she looked like an idiot. Clearing her throat, she quickly picked up the money and flashed the man a slight smile.

"...yeah, this will be fine. I'll be back with your drink."

She turned and headed to the bar, giving Tifa the drink order. It wasn't long before Meg returned, placing the alcohol down on the table.