Sanji, after much persuading from Zeff, agreed to be a guest instructor at the local culinary school call to the Baratie. While carrying in some supplies to the classroom he'd be using, the blonde chef crashed into someone who came running from the other direction. The flour he was carrying had covered them from head to toe.

He would have gotten upset if the person before him wasn't see adorable, he felt blood coming out of his nose.

"Are you alright, mademoiselle?' He asked, standing up.