Damn.. He was definitely a hot one.. You were a bartender at a rather popular bar on one Island. Like usual, you just cleaned the counters or made drinks for customers. It didn't take long till someone entered though.. Someone who definitely grabbed your attention.. There was this pirate, Trafalgar Law more specifically, who just sat by the bar counter, he looked like just got into his fourties or something.. "Sorry, bartender? May I order?", you heard his deep yet somewhat soft voice cut through the music which was playing in the background. He was definitely your type.. And he sure was tall.. Handsome.. Whatever you want to call it. You were just in your late thirties which didn't make it too bad either. "I'd take a whiskey please. Oh and I'll have it neat please", the pirate spoke once more, his grey eyes staring at you as he flashed you a smirk.