Twenty-fifth course [video]

[notadartboard]

[screw All That Jazz, Sanji's in his flat instead, sleeves rolled up and a towel over one shoulder. Obviously in the kitchen, and obviously in the middle of something culinary. The sound of the TV can be heard faintly in the background]

Whew! Almost down to the wire this time. Ahh I don't care about all you naysayers bitching on the network device

Comments

[permavoice] wow I don't notice anything

[precog_princess]

Me?

[permavoice] awww

[notadartboard]

Yes, you, Miss Haruka. What, don't you like chocolates?

[precog_princess]

[ If this were video she'd be blushing like mad. BUT SANJI DOESN'T GET TO SEE. ] Oh no, um, I like chocolates just fine, um. I'm just. Not used to getting things like this. [ Smiling barely (but once again Sanji has no idea) ] Thank you.

[notadartboard]

You're very welcome. You've been so sweet to my crew and me, it wouldn't have been gentlemanly to leave you off my list.

[precog_princess]

Oh, um, well.

Thank you.

[notadartboard]

My pleasure.