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

[mrbleedsalot]

That's why you didn't cook dinner?

[notadartboard]

He would.

Fine, I'll make something quick. I mean it, though - you guys touch these truffles and you'll have my foot up your ass so hard you'll be tasting shoe leather.

[notadartboard]

As I recall you also made cards for me last year. I know Link's not around anymore but the least you could do is give me a hand with that. My artistry is saved for the chocolates.

[he totally will make extra]

...I'm not making a salmon-roe cupcake. The recipe was a disaster for the lady on the show.

[notadartboard]

[grumblemutter]

Well, no. [goddammit Usopp why you stroke his ego...now he's thinking about how something like that should work] Look, I don't have time for that right now. I'll think about it.