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[deviledlegs]

Hey, all you heavenly angels and cocky asshats! Consider this your very first public service announcement on behalf of everyone's favorite pirate cook, Sanji.

[There he is, blowing cigarette smoke at his phone's camera with that shit-eating grin. All is well, or so it seems.]

I need food wrapping paper and air-tight containers. A shit ton of them.

Each and every lovely lady who has the generosity to go out of her way and deliver some to me will go home with any dish her heart desires so long as I have the ingredients! You other bastards can just be grateful knowing you might not actually starve later.

[He wiggles his fingers in a rather silly goodbye gesture.]

Ciao!

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[deviledlegs]

[He offers her a considerate smile, then shakes his head.]

It's not fool proof, but... As long as their shitty godliness doesn't take them outta range of my haki, I can sense their sincerity.

[storyseeker]

I take it a haki is some kind of superpower? How closely is sincerity mapped to truth?

[deviledlegs]

If you'd like.

[Please don't call him a superhero though. He'd rather be a knight in shining armor!]

You can consider it a way to detect motivation rather than detect the lie itself. People can lie with good intentions, but even that is a very different motive than what drives honesty.

[storyseeker]

[She'll skip both.]

I see. That makes sense...as much as something like that can.

How do you think they'd react to knowing you're trying to pin them down?

[deviledlegs]

[He'll change her mind someday!]

Well. [He blinks, admittedly dumbfounded for a few seconds.] If they made a fuss, I guess that'd make them shitty hypocrites on top of being godly assholes.

[storyseeker]

And that would surprise you because...?

[deviledlegs]

Because it's just like back home, and nothing here is quite like back home.

[storyseeker]

[She thinks about it for a moment. That actually makes sense, kinda.]

All right, fair enough.

You know, if you don't want to put yourself forward like this to test them, no one would blame you...but if you so, I'd like to be in the loop.

[deviledlegs]

[He's not particularly worried about talking to the weird ass bastards, but... He would rather have a back-up plan than rush in without thinking. It'll have to wait.]

You'll be the first to know, Miss...?

[storyseeker]

Elena. Elena Fisher.

[She offers a hand to shake. It kind of feels like it might be sealing something shady, but it's not like they're really plotting anything. And if they were...oh well.]

[deviledlegs]

Miss Elena!

[He raises his hand too, pressing it to his phone camera to seal the deal virtually. This is hardly shady, but Sanji would never turn down the chance to play at conspiracy with a beautiful lady.]

JESUS I forgot it was network....I'm smart....can I blame vacation hangover....

[storyseeker]

[She nods, and grins at him.]

Just Elena is fine. Keep me posted, okay?

haha, absolutely.

[deviledlegs]

Why settle for fine when you're obviously amazing!?

[Yes. That's a yes. He will keep her posted.]