another normal, boring day working at the baratie. a restaurant permanently docked out at sea, serving to pirates, marines, and civilians alike. located in the east blue close to the grand line. a place run by zeff, formerly known as red-leg zeff--a captain of a pirate ship. other affiliates being cooks. and the place where sanji works.

the occasional decanters ensue. sanji cooks, is yelled at to take orders as a waiter instead, flirts with the ladies, possibly starts a fight with a few men here and there, is yelled at by zeff again and takes a smoke break, and then the cycle will repeat. or something in it will change.

today, sanji hopes something new will happen. like always, the baratie is full of people. usually having celebrations with their groups or out in a date with their significant other. so, you could tell that sanji is surprised to see someone all alone at the baratie. sitting at the table in a lone corner of the restaurant.

he would be lying if he said he wasn't intrigued. to be fair, it is odd going somewhere in public on your own; especially a restaurant. but he also sensed a gloomy aura from the area they resided in. deciding to up to them, he casually walked up. he noticed only a drink at their table. no food in sight, or sign that they ate at all. "excuse me, i couldn't help but notice you by yourself. is everything alright?" he asked, keeping up with formalities. "did nobody take your order?"