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[ It takes a moment for Sanji to reply and when he does, the background of his video is clearly of the aquarium bar in Nami's suite, a hand towel thrown over his shoulder and a bright pink apron draping down his torso. ] Luffy, hey! [ There's a giant, beaming grin on his face, pleased to see that his Captain again. That he's trapped here alongside him and Nami should make Sanji sad— or angry, again, at the House— he's mostly just happy to see him. ]

Shit, where are you? Did they finally get you checked in? Wherever you are, we need to get you outta there. [ He frowns thoughtfully and then, finally, remembers his own assigned room... which he hasn't been back to in months. ] I'm, uh, up in Nami's suite making her a drink. Do you know how to get up here? If you come on up, I'll feed you until you're more than full.

[Wow, that place looks way cooler than where he's at! Luffy somehow manages to brighten even further at the sight of Sanji's happy face, and after a moment he even figures out how to focus better on himself rather than the dingy ceiling light above him.] YEAH!! [These walls are so thin, please pray for his neighbors, Sanji.] Yes, of course, I'll figure it out! [He will not, his sense of direction is not actually much better than Zoro's, he's just pretty skilled at finding his way to the food by now.] I wanna eat everything! What are you making Nami? Is it good? [He doesn't like the taste of alcohol but that hardly stops him from wanting to try anything in front of him, of course. Especially if Sanji makes it.]

[ The moment that Luffy says he’ll “figure it out”, Sanji’s brow immediately furrows for a brief second. It’s not that he distrusts Luffy, of course, or even knows how bad his sense of direction is, but the resort is large, and confusing, and Nami’s suite isn’t exactly on the beaten path. Still, Luffy’s enthusiasm is impossible to ignore, as bright and in your face as the sun itself, and before he knows it, Sanji’s chuckling and smiling again, giving his head a little shake. ] If you want me to come get you, I can, yeah? Bring you up here myself. Just need to drop off Nami’s drink. [ He pauses and then adjusts the watch so the camera’s angled down at the drink— a reddish-brown liquid in a tall glass with a lime wheel floating on the top— before re-angling it to be centered on his face. ] It’s called a Dark ‘n Stormy. Pretty damn tasty and Nami really likes ‘em. Got rum, lime juice, and ginger beer in it. I can make you one, if you want? Or anything else you want to drink. [ He’s not quite as confident in his mixology skills as he is his cooking, but— he’s good enough to make a wide variety of cocktails. ]

[Normally Luffy would insist he could do it himself, loathe to give up a chance to go wandering and find some sort of adventure along the way, but Sanji already offered to feed him when he arrived so it's not the time to mess around. He has to get there by the most efficient route, because Sanji's food is very serious business!!

Besides, he can always go wandering later. Maybe even with Sanji, he bets that'd be fun. They haven't really gotten a chance to do that yet, since Sanji was the last to join his crew. (Sanji was there to help get Nami back, but for obvious reasons that whole trip didn't feel much like an adventure, to Luffy.)] Okay, come get me! [He eyes the drink curiously, tempted for a moment by the very cool name, but beer is one of the very few things he's put in his mouth an actively disliked before, so...] Uh, is there anything that doesn't taste like it's got beer and stuff in it? [If anyone could make alcohol taste like something better, surely it'd be Sanji.]

[ There’s so much to explore at the Golden Phoenix that, very naturally, there are plenty of adventures to be had. And mysteries to be uncovered, of course, given that they’re all still trapped here without really knowing if there’s a way out. And while Sanji often finds time throughout the day to explore and visit shops or locations he hasn’t been to before, resort exploration is the very last thing on his mind right now.

He chuckles as Luffy decides that yes, he would very much so like Sanji’s help finding his way to the secret passage that connects Nami’s suit to the one of the only places he categorically trusts to serve food that’s safe. ] I’ll be down in a bit, yeah? I gotta drop Nami’s drink off first and let her know I’m gonna go fetch you. [ He’d ask for Luffy’s room number, but he’s busy enough at the moment that it’s better to wait until he’s on the way there. And at Luffy’s follow-up question he laughs again, grinning up at him before nodding. ] Yeah, yeah, I can make something like that. There are lots of drinks like that and they’re pretty damn tasty, but you gotta go slow with ‘em. [ Knowing Luffy, he’d start downing drink after drink if Sanji let him and would end up very drunk very quickly. ] I’ll make you one once we’re back up here for dinner. We’ll all have a drink and dinner together.

[Luffy grins mischievously.] I don't really do slow. [Sanji's instincts are very correct. Luckily for everyone's sake (but mostly Zoro's), alcohol isn't included in his usual desire to consume anything vaguely edible in his vicinity, and it probably won't become so no matter how delicious Sanji can make his drinks. Luffy has simply never needed liquid courage, and he's basically inhibition-free while even while stone cold sober.

But god help everyone if he ever gets his hands on something that'll get him high. Luffy with the munchies would be devastating to local ecosystems.] I can tell Nami! These watch things are so cool. Like snails, but I can see you! [He waves at the watch's little camera with his free hand, grinning like a dork, then flops back onto his extremely temporary bed. His straw hat rolls off his head with a little crunch, and he glances up at it before focusing back on his screen. Oops!

Since Sanji hasn't hung up on him, Luffy's going to keep talking while he works, because it's nice to hear the sound of Sanji's voice.] Oh, they gave me a basket of fruit! Should I bring it? [The other option is eating it right now while he waits, because Sanji would never waste food (for trauma reasons), but Luffy never would either (for gluttony reasons.)]

Should’ve known you’d say that. [ Sanji laughs softly, shaking his head as he puts the finishing touch on Nami’s drink— a lime wheel for garnish— and quickly cleans up the bar area. It’s just a good practice to keep everything neat and tidy, particularly here, where it’s very easy to get distracted. He grins at Luffy, though, big and bright as he starts to walk out from behind the bar and deeper into the suite. ] I’m only gonna make you one then. For now. We’ll see about next time, yeah?

[ The thought of Luffy drunk is both deeply amusing and potentially distressing. Sanji’s seen enough people drink too much to know that sometimes, even the happiest person can be an angry, violent drunk. And he doesn’t want any of them to deal with the consequences of Luffy’s strength putting hole after hole through the walls. ] Yeah. And they can do a lot more, too. There’s this thing where you can find out more information about what people like. I’ll show you how to use it sometime. [ It’s part of how he found out Nami was here when he first arrived.

He’s still walking through the hallways when Luffy brings up the fruit basket. Sanji thinks for a second, lips pressed into a thoughtful frown, and nods. ] Yeah. Bring it with you. Not sure I’d trust it, but— no point in wasting food. [ You really never know whether anything the resort provides is safe, but if the pieces of fruit just have an aphrodisiac in them, that could be enjoyable under controlled circumstances. And that makes him think to add one last thing. ] No snacking on a piece just yet, yeah? I’m gonna cook you and Nami up a nice dinner soon.

[He laughs when Sanji laughs, delighted by the sound. He's even more delighted when he sees that Sanji starts walking, which means that food is closer now than it was a few moments ago, though he gives up quickly on understanding the layout of Nami's room based on the moving video because it's not making a lot of sense. He'll just have to see it when he sees it.] Okay, one drink for now. [If there's one thing he doesn't doubt, it's that Sanji will give him more stuff later if he still wants it, because Sanji always does whatever he can to give everyone on the crew stuff that they'll like.

Luffy has a lot of favorite things about Sanji, but that's definitely one of them.] What do you like to drink? Beer, like Zoro? [He'd name Usopp's drink from the Baratie instead, because he's certain Sanji would prefer to be compared to Usopp than to Zoro, but when their sniper had talked about it after the fact he'd looked so green that Luffy can't actually tell if he liked it or not.

Something about it giving him can't-survive-loud-noises-or-bright-lights-right-now disease, Luffy thinks.] Yeah, I want to see that! Do you think there's anyone else who likes pirates here? Other than you. And Nami. And Shanks. And Boggy, I guess. [Someday, he will get that poor clown's name right. Maybe.

Either way, that warning definitely catches him reaching out over the side of his bed, about to pluck a piece out of the basket and eat it, and Luffy makes a sheepish face before dropping his free hand back over his belly.] Why can't you trust fruit? [Apparently, Luffy has not learned to be more wary about anything handed to him by the resort yet, despite the time he has spent here so far. Good thing he's got Sanji and Nami around.]

[ Walking through the hallways of Nami's suite is essentially second nature to Sanji now— he knows the place (or, at least the important parts) like the back of his hand, even factoring in the size— so it isn't particularly difficult for him to navigate even while chatting away with Luffy non-stop. Laughing, he shakes his head vehemently at his question. ]

Nah, my taste's are nothing like that mosshead's. Mostly, I like— one moment, I'm almost to Nami. [ A few seconds pass before he stops off to drop Nami's drink and announces that he'll be back with Luffy in tow shortly. As tempted as he is to properly kiss her before he leaves, he keeps it to a brief brush of his lips against hers— which, along with the drink dropoff, isn't really in frame due to the angle of his wrist. But he's back on camera before too long, grinning at Luffy as he heads towards the hidden passage that leads to Red Cardinal. He's missed him and his cheerful, optimistic way of seeing the world so much over the past few months. ] Sorry. Uh, mostly I like wine. And there's more than a few cocktails I enjoy. Brandy and whiskey aren't bad on their own, either.

[ That's maybe more information that Luffy actually needed, but he asked, so Sanji answers. And then laughs at his question about pirates. ] Yeah, there's loads of people here that like pirates. Nami's made a bunch of friends since she's been here so long. And I've made a few myself. You got to see Shanks already, I take it?

[ Now that he doesn't have a drink in hand to worry about sloshing and spilling, he's walking through the rest of the suite at a faster clip— not running, but definitely power walking— the need of which is made all the more apparent when Luffy nearly eats a piece of fruit. ] They like to put shit in the food to make it easier to play their stupid game. If you're lucky, it'll just make you hungry for sex. If you aren't— there's all kinds of crap that can happen. Lots of the places here sell food like that. We'll show some safe places for when you're out and too hungry to come back up and wait for me to cook. [ As much as Sanji wants to be the one to prepare everything his crewmates eat by ]

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