A snowball in the face. Genesis blinked and slowly scraped off the snow, a frown marring his plush lips. A second for him to calm down the sudden urge to toss an Ice at the offender and then he bent down - carefully since he was in a short skirt - and scooped up some snow. He packed it tightly and as Yuffie laid there, he walked up to her, and smiled at her.

"I do believe that revenge can be served cold," he said, his smile a little crazy. "What do you think, Princess?"