[ 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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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 ]