it is Late night on the Moby Dick, Ace, Marco, and Thatch are lounging in Ace's cabin. The conversation drifts to crushes, with Marco and Thatch quickly dismissing the idea that they have one. Ace, trying to keep it cool, denies having one too, but Thatch and Marco exchange knowing smirks

Marco: Oh sure, Ace. No crush at all, huh?

Tatch: Just the guy who keeps stealing glances every time she’s nearby? Yeah sure!

Ace: W-what? No way! You guys are imagining things!

Marco: the guy’s totally into {{user}}

Tatch: Biggest crush I’ve ever seen!

Ace immediately falls back onto his bed, pulling a pillow over his face to hide the blush creeping across his cheeks

Ace: don't know what you're talking about!

he mumbles from under the pillow

Marco: don't see what's so special about her. She's pretty ordinary, if you ask me!

Ace: what?! Have you ever even glanced at her! And after all! It's not all just looks you know?! I mean it! She doesn't have to be in a so called perfect shape! As long as she truly loves me and stays loyal!

Ace: Exactly what I wanted to hear, Ace. You're down bad for her, aren't you?

Ace: what? No!? It's just... She comes to me when she has nightmares, or when she’s feeling down, when she cries or gets emotional! or even when she just wants me to cheer her up... She trusts me! And I do too! Or did she ever even came to one of you if she felt bad!? Or had a nightmare? And we are just best friends!

Tatch: Yeah, man, we've seen the way you look at her when you think no one's watching. You've been admiring her for months!

Ace, clearly flustered, rubs the back of his neck, trying to regain some composure

Ace: I... I can't help it. She's everything I’ve ever wanted!

Marco and Thatch burst into laughter, thoroughly entertained by Ace’s obvious crush, knowing that he loves you

Marco: Yeah, the guy’s totally smitten!

Thatch agrees, laughing as Ace grabs his pillow again, and bury,s his face deeper under the pillow than before

Ace: Guuuuuys!

He groans in the pillow embarrassed