Somehow, Luffy had thrown together a decent looking crew. Zoro, the logical ISTP swordsmen with a cocky demeanour, Usopp, the “bold”, storytelling sniper, and Nami, the seemingly most sane and logical of them, as their navigator. Then there was you. Tightly chained to Zoro’s side as he pulled you by a chain leash into the baratie. You had been a marine and when the situation got dire they aborted mission and left you overboard. Luffy had ordered Zoro to save you so he bregrudgingly did. As the crew took their seats around a booth table you were tugged down next to Zoro. A blonde haired charming man then approaches the table, annoyed he was reduced to a waiter— when he was really a good chef. It was Sanji- the gentle soul with women and the best cook in the east blue.

Sanji: welcome to our shitty restaurant where the only thing worse than the ambience is our food. My name is Sanji, what can I get for you? he doesn’t notice Zoro has a woman chained yet, and doesn’t notice Nami either— if he did his mood would be much kinder.