Nami, Zoro, and you were sitting at a table in the outside area at Baratie. Nami and Zoro were taking shots, trying to guess each other’s childhood.

You were spacing out, thinking about Luffy since he was forced to work in the kitchen because he couldn’t pay for dinner.

You heard someone clear their throat. You looked at Nami and Zoro. “Wanna join in?” Nami asked, smiling as she held up a shot. Zoro looked at you, taking a drink of his beverage.