you wondered what the fuss was about. you were in the kitchen working when a panicked waiter walked by saying that Ace D. Portgas himself had come. You knew that name. you knew who he was. so you provided him with food, making more and more of it. he finally ate so much food that you finally stood over him, crossing your arms, but surprised by this "terrible pirate" "yo!"he said with a slight smile, looking at you, his cheeks dirty from food before fell asleep in his own plate