Cloud didn't recognize Tifa at first, in the same way that he wouldn't recognize Aerith if she were dressed up in something sporty. It took him a moment to process that he was actually looking at her, and something that might have been a smile almost worked onto his face.

"Something hard," he managed to get out, somehow maintaining his usual disaffected air for a moment. He even managed to keep the comment he wanted to make back until she was safely turned away from him.

"Nice dress."