*It takes Lola a minute to figure out what he means by that. His boots are pretty much designed for function. And one of those functions is height. Hmm.*

Is that a guy thing? Caring about how tall you are?

*Lola cared when people thought she was twelve, but that hasn't happened since she gained hips. And dyed her hair. And started wearing make-up. But she never really had any concern she needed to fix it. Not really. Maybe once.*

Okay, just making sure. So... what do you do around here, I'm guessing something smart?

*Lola was trying to do small talk but different from what the covered. It might also fix her assumptions she made about his friend, who was female, at the party. Now that Lola knows he was talking about Yuffie. It seemed like something else to her at the time, now she wants to know what it really is. Before she makes anymore mistakes.*