"No one cares what the owner looks like in a restaurant if the head chef is a mess, do they?" Zoro hadn't been thinking about it before, but now that he had, it seemed important. Not that Sanji would ever let himself look like 'a mess,' especially not when he would be cooking right there in the dining room. Cooking was the only thing that idiot really cared about doing well. But Zoro imagined those big blue eyes would get round and soft if he could dress the whole part. "Whatever goes for quality in a chef's jacket. In black. And one of those poofy hats." It was the first time Zoro had cracked a smile since he'd walked into the shop, but it was genuine.