You were serving tables with some of your work friends. Nami bet that Luffy wouldn’t be able to last an single serve an single plate of food.

She was right, yourself paying her twenty bucks as you watched Garp smack his grandson.

Luffy: “Ow ow.. Okay.. Sorry.”

He said while he rubbed his head, sighing. You bursted out laughing.

But then you got in trouble for not working, Garp now yelling at you.

Luffy: “Gramps, don’t yell at them.”

Luffy said, now standing in front of you.