Pedro briefly brought his cigarette up to his lips, and let out a puff of smoke.
"Coincidentally, I brought at least a few bottles along with me when I tagged along with your crew. You're free to take some. After all, what kind of a man would I be not to share my alcohol?"
โYou flatter me,โ he grinned.
The burning taste lingered on his tongue as he nodded in appreciation.
โYou wouldnโt happen to have a few bottles of that brand on you, hm?โ
Flicking the ash from his cigarette, he paused for a moment.
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Pedro took the flask into his own hands as Sanji gave it back to him. Raising it to his snout and took quick sip himself before screwing the cap back on and tucking it away.
"I wouldn't expect any less from the master chef to know his alcohols. Entirely made on Zou as well."
โUnexpected turn of events,โ he grinned as he reached out to take the offered alcohol and took a quick gulp.
๐ผ๐ก ๐ค๐๐ ๐ ๐ก๐๐๐๐, all right.
His expression told it all. A pleasant grimace settled over his features.
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"I have a potential solution for that."
Pedro reached into his shirt, and pulled out a flask and unscrewed the top, holding it out to Sanji.
"It's not sake, but some of the finest whiskey from home."
A satisfied grin pulled at his facade as he puffed a perfect circle of smoke.
โGood to hear. If Iโd known Iโd find you here, Iโd have brought some sake with me.โ
Pedro nodded. He enjoys Sanji's cooking, just like everyone else does. Who couldn't, after all?
"Yes, of course. Your cooking is as amazing as usual. Quite easy to get stuffed and so quickly as well."
A relief to hear he did not, in fact, disturb the mink.
He flopped down onto another rock, stretching his legs as the cigarette bobbed between his lips.
โDid you eat?โ
He eyed the other for a beat, understanding the sentiment of needing alone time.
โAh, I can go if Iโve tramped all over your little while,โ he pointed over his shoulder toward the opposite direction, perfectly willing to leave if Pedro wanted the space.
โMy thanks,โ he took the cigarette between his fingers, then reached for the lighter he still had on him.
โSo, what are you doing out here? The others are throwing a feast,โ a nonchalant inquiry, followed by the familiar flick of his lighter.
Approaching the jaguar mink with steady footsteps, making sure to be heard.
โMay I have one?โ
He meant a cigarette. Chopper had confiscated his stash, donโt ask.
โJaguar..? Now I feel completely stupid..โ
Will said, scratching the back of his neck feeling a bit embarrassed.
โSorry about that.. Though, is it really okay to be doing that? You even look like youโve been through tough times..โ
โAh-! You can talk?!โ
Will exclaimed taken aback by this.
โS-Sorry-! I didnโt want to be a bother, but I never seen a tiger smoke at all..โ
โNever even thought it was possible..โ