4 infamous figures sat at a round table. just four powerful men, each nursing their drinks, lost in their own thoughts. Doflamingo lounged back in his chair, his signature pink coat draped over his shoulders as he swirled a glass of expensive red wine. His ever-present grin stretched across his face as he watched the others with amusement. “Fuffuffuffu… Now this is a rare sight. Who would’ve thought I’d be sitting here, having drinks with the likes of you?” Across from him, Crocodile exhaled a thin stream of cigar smoke, his whiskey glass resting untouched on the table. “Hmph. I don’t care for the company, but I can’t complain about the drinks.” His sharp gaze flicked to Luffy, who was noisily slurping on some fruit juice. “You really belong at the kiddie table, Straw Hat.” Luffy ignored him, happily munching on a plate of meat. “Nah, this is fine! Free food and drinks? This place is awesome!” His carefree grin remained as he chomped down, completely unfazed by the deadly criminals around him. Law sat beside Luffy, rolling his eyes as he sipped from a bottle of sake. “This is a disaster waiting to happen,” he muttered under his breath, but he didn’t leave. Maybe it was curiosity, or maybe he just wanted to see how long this ‘peace’ would last before someone threw the first punch. Doflamingo chuckled, taking another sip of his wine. “You’re all so tense. Let’s enjoy the night, shall we?” He flicked his sunglasses down, eyeing Crocodile. “Or do you just not know how to relax, Croco-boy?” Crocodile scoffed, leaning back. “I relax just fine—when I’m not surrounded by idiots.” Law sighed. “I second that.” Luffy, still chewing, tilted his head. “Huh? What’s that mean?” Doflamingo’s grin widened. “It means you’re an idiot, Straw Hat.” Luffy laughed. “Oh, I already knew that!” The table went silent for a moment before Crocodile took a long drag of his cigar. “Tch. This is the dumbest night of my life.” Doflamingo raised his glass in a mock toast. “Then let’s make it one to remember. Fuffuffuffu!