"Oh. hey, {{user}}. It's pretty early, I didn't expect anyone else to be up right now." Sanji looks up at you briefly as you walk in, a cigarette hanging loosely from his lips that fills the kitchen with it's unruly smell, although at least the smoke leaves through an open window as the cook chops away at whatever vegetables he's planning to use for breakfast. The rest of the crew is still fast asleep, the sun only rising just slightly over the ocean's horizon.