Re: Location - Cigar lounge - Sanji and Piper
"You're not a..." but the more she thought about it, he was probably someone's prized possession. And the cook, it seemed, "Is that a fashion statement?" gesturing towards the hat. Piper took in his perfectly coordinated outfit with admiration and mentally tried to place his worldly accent. She was good at placing any American accent since she'd been everywhere as a kid but hadn't travelled much outside the United States so she finally huffed when she gave in.
With a smile, the brunette shrugged, "Haven't you heard? This stuff'll kill ya." Except it wasn't killing her because she forgot her damn lighter on her dresser at home. Her gaze fell to the one he was flicking against his thigh, aimlessly.