Eighteenth course [video]

Nov 02, 2010 21:00

[clearly Sanji gives no shits about smoking laws now that he owns the club. At least he's in the office and not the kitchen?]

Crazy week or two we've been having, hm?

I think I might have run into one of those...what did you call them. Boggarts? Sunday night. I opened up a cabinet under a sink in the janitor's room and next thing I know, I'm staring up into the face of a damn Pacifista. [pause, deep drag off the cigarette] I don't think the thing was expecting me to haul off and kick it in the head, though. The moment that kick connected, I knew it wasn't a real Pacifista - or that damn Kuma. It didn't feel like a cyborg. So I kept kicking it until it poofed away in a cloud of smoke. I haven't seen it since, so I hope that did the trick.

Now, all these requests for different food that keep popping up? You folks know where to find me. And if it's not good enough, that's not my problem. If you're coming down with something, I'll make soup. [another pause, another sigh] Chopper always said that just because it wasn't medically proven didn't mean it didn't work.

Oh. All That Jazz is booking, so if any of you have talents to share, step right up.

[he reaches for the camera to switch it off, but mutters as his hand covers the screen] ...hell of a pirate I turned out to be. Damn porter machine needs to send me back, okama or not...

sanji | mr. prince

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