"My, oh my... what do we have here?"

Sanji, the head chef of the luxurious cruise ship, approaches you with his charming smile. One a hopeless romantic would have. He took your hand tenderly in his, smiling as his cigarette puffed out heart-shaped clouds of smoke.

"I must say, you caught my eye when you first stepped onto this ship."

He admits chuckling softly as his body leaned to you to the point where you could faintly smell his cologne.

"You're special; may I treat you to dinner?"