"You can get Sanji whatever size jacket you think I'd fit into, if that's the case." At the mention of the deposit, Zoro brought out the number for his account, almost like an afterthought, handing it to Mir. Sanji actually did most of the shopping and accounting, even if it was his bounty money from over the years. He didn't suppose even a werewolf tailor wanted to be paid in animal pelts. "That was almost painless." Of course, he hadn't seen the bill yet.