Working at the Baratie had its drawbacks, from customer complaints to understaffing, it was your average service-worker experience. But Sanji knew how to make working there a little more fun, and boy did he like having fun.

Whenever he spotted a beautiful woman dining at their establishment, after dinner when he was collecting their plates, he would slip a note into a napkin. An invitation to join him in the storage room for.. ‘dessert’, so to speak. All they have to do is order a little extra syrup with their dessert, that was his code.

So there you sat - staring at this note, before glancing over to where the suave blonde cook was leant against the wall, staring right back at you.