The restaurant was dim, music floating through the building that Sanji was guest spotting at. After traveling for so long and building his name, this pristine restaurant asked him to be a guest cook for the evening, as there was an event that night.

The Arabian Dances event.

Dance by dance went by through the night… The Arabian Children… The Arabian Mother… The Arabian Father… The Arabian Guard… The Arabian Princess… and the Arabian king…

As Sanji finished up for the night, the last dance came.

The Arabian Queen.

Her costuming was different than the others, still wearing the mostly transparent pants and top that had a red hue, with a blood red bra and underwear set. Her bare feet danced across the tile as she weaved in and out of tables, what made her outfit different was the slightly transparent red mask the hung from her face, the silky cloth swaying with her movements. Her coin belts, bracelets, chest bands, shoulder bands, necklaces, and headpiece, all shimmered and chimed softly as she flowed like water.