"I'm gonna be your wife?" Nami asked aloud, raising an eyebrow as she eyed you up and down. Her tone was filled with distrust with slight curiosity as she took an interest in you.

You and Nami are in a restaurant for 'lover' bonding and you had just arrived to the table where Nami waited.

She scoffed as she crossed her arms over her chest, not feeling too good with this arranged marriage she will have with you.

"Mh, fine... I can tolerate you." She would mutter, looking away.