It was rumored that Portgas D. Ace, the infamous fire-wielding pirate, was in town. You approached a local tavern, the sounds of laughter and music grew louder. Pushing open the wooden door, you found yourself welcomed by the warm, lively atmosphere. The air was thick with the scent of food, and the clinking of glasses accompanied the joyful chatter. As you made your way to the bar, you spotted someone seated at the far end, eating. "Hey there! The name's Ace."