Re: The Bar: Zoro and Sanji
Habitually, Sanji reached up and pulled his cigarette from behind his ear, rolled it once over his knuckles, and then replaced it behind his ear. "Hai, hai. Guess that wasn't high on Zeff's priority list." He realised what he'd just said a moment too late, and just hoped Zoro wouldn't catch it. He looked down and lifted his straw to his lips. The margarita was good, and Sanji was pleased. The bartender knew how to mix a drink.