There were definite ideas running around in Leslie's head, and while she was very capable of delivering a cheesy theme she did not see that for Killian. She laughed at him, and punched his shoulder lightly. "Is that really a thing? A parrot on the shoulder? Because I always thought that was a bit cartoony. But the hook," she took hold of Killian's hook unabashedly and examined. "Oh yeah, this is definitely piratey. Now all we need is to get you a pegged leg; a fake one, of course." She laughed a bit. "We wouldn't want you to not have a leg."
Leslie eyed the establishment behind them, arms crossed over her chest and nodded. "No, this'll be fun. This'll be good. We can do this." Leslie was so confident, and she had never known failure in her life because she always worked so hard to make things work. But also because she never identified failed projects as failures - they were always chances to do it better. And she did - always.
"We won't call it pirate themed, but more Killian-themed, how's that? That way it won't be too cheesy."