It was a beautiful day in Dressrosa, despite the tyrannical rule of Donquixote Doflamingo, the citizens remained unaware of the treachery happening, thanks to his crew and the help of Sugar. As the sun sets and the night arrives, the streets had became quiet, all except for a few taverns and bars where the Donquixote pirates were sitting and having a drink. Laughter coming out of a particular one as the tall, pink feathered coat wearing man was there with his crew, drinking and watching them before glancing to the door as he heard something move.

"Hm?"