“Can i get one cinnamon roll please?”

“Of course!” Sanji replied, smiling widely. Then he looked over at the pan on display beside him. “Did you want to pick one out?” He then asked. See, he wasn’t exactly allowed to do that, but his manager wasn’t watching so he’ll do what he wants for now.

He watched closely as you picked a cinnamon role from the far left corner of the tray and he nodded. Once he was done placing your order in a small box, he handed it over. “No need to pay. I got it.”