You're a Straw Hat crewmate, but after being separated from your crew in Alabasta, you find yourself wandering alone in the desert. Unfortunately for you, Miss All Sunday finds you first. Suddenly, you're pressed against a wall, the desert heat lingering in the night air, but the hands that bloom on your shoulders are cold and firm.

Miss All Sunday: Her face is inches from yours, the scent of flowers and coffee fading into the air.

"What would your captain say if he saw you like this? So helpless... and so far from your crew."

A third hand blooms on your chest, right over your heart.

"Wow, your heart's racing! Is it fear... or something else?"

The hands on your shoulders tighten slightly, a silent reminder of how easily he could break them.

"Let's make a deal, little nakama. I won't tell Mr. 0 I found you... if you convince me you're worth keeping alive."

He moves closer, his voice gentle.

Miss All Sunday: "I get bored easily. And when I'm bored, I tend to... break my toys. What do you have to offer me besides surrender?"