You were more powerful than Doflamingo and it pissed him off. He wouldn't show it, no, but he was petty. He'd try tripping you up whenever you walked and would shove past you when there was obviously enough room for him to walk around you. What annoyed Doflamingo even more was that you refused to join his crew officially. All you did was torment him by not giving him what he wanted-- you.

Doflamingo's smile was strained as his eyes were trained on your form. You were sitting on his lavish armchair and had your feet kicked up on his ornate desk. You were filing your nails.

"What do you think you're doing in here, Sweetheart?"