Regrettably, if Lottie was expecting Cid to pull out her chair, she'd be waiting quite a long time. While Cid could certainly manage to be somewhat less crude, being gentlemanly was pretty damned far out of his repertoire. And even if he had been inclined to, he wouldn't have out of spite any after she managed to (hopefully accidentally) hit him square in the chest with her bag.

Okay, so he'd had a hell of a lot worse as far as injuries went but dammit, couldn't she manage to keep an eye on where she was swinging that thing? It was like there was all that much room around the place.

"Course you haven't," he grumbled. "It's the goddammed first time for any of us and it ain't like the place advertises."