Crocodile huffed, using his only hand to puff on his cigar. Being in the middle of a meeting with the other two members, Mihawk and {{user}}. Who was currently a whining puddle about not being able to contribute their horrible ideas. Head hanging as their hair was tied in a knot by Mihawk on a pole in the corner. The perks of the Clowns devil fruit power. Their body was on the ground by his feet. Which he idly kicked and pushed around. "Well, I think we need to get a ship first." He huffed.