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Who: Anyone attending Nami's birthday party. /o/
What: ...Nami's birthday party. 8|
When: Evening on the 4th July.
Where: The mikan orchard.
Summary: An impromptu last minute stubborn celebration of something that's fun.
Rating: ...P for pinwheels? 8|a

[Tis a mingling post. Mingle! Seriously. The orchard's lit up, there is alcohol, there are snacks, there are mikan. There's also piles of coloured paper for much later, but that's another story.

Backtag to your heart's content. We apologise for contributing to the glut of birthday posts that is early July. |D Popular month!]

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Marco.

Ace's nakama. [Noms on grapes.] I think I was human last time. [What a statement.]

[Oh, well then.]

Aaah, I figured it was you.

And nice look. [He smirks slightly] No wonder you and Fire Fist get along.

Thanks! I think. [But even he knows he and Ace are closer than some of the others just because they're both pyros.]

He speaks pretty highly of you. Chef, right? [Switches back out of phoenix form to lean against a tree.]

Does he? [Huh. Sanji cants his head in slight surprise]

And that's right. I man Seventh Heaven.

What? Oh, yeah. [Spoken like an "of course!"] Granted, he's pretty fond of everyone in your crew. I guess he's impressed that anyone could handle Luffy. Chef especially though, eh.

Yeah? Everything going well there?

[When put like that, Sanji can't help but grin a little, being held at such a high standard] Maaah, Luffy's not difficult to feed once you know what he likes. [Which is meat. And just about everything else. But mostly meat.]

And yeah, as well as ever! We lost a few workers, but. [Shrug] Shit happens.

It's more the quantity I think. And table manners if the stories are any indication. [Still he's amused by how modest this guy is. He's used to dealing with rookies who will do anything to inflate their names and reputation more.]

Eh? What kind of workers?

[Oh gods Marco you're gonna make him flashback.] We're still working on the shitty table manners. [He says this like he expects to be working on them the rest of his life]

Just a few girls who went home. [Yui, Selphie, Kitty...] But that's how it goes in this damn town.

[Oops. Poor man.] Ah... good luck. [He's met Garp, his hopes for you are not high Sanji.]

Damn. Sorry, eh. [He still can't really get over Ginia being gone.] You know, you could probably get Ace to help out. He makes a damn fine barista boy. [Totally did not just pimp out his little brother, what.]

... But can he pull off a skirt? [For the record, Seventh Heaven doesn't have skirts in their dress code, but what do you expect, Marco just pimped his brother out.]

You tell me. You saw him in the heels. [When he crashed into Marco and the table... yeah.]

In that case, I might have to pass. Can't have him tripping all over the shitty place.

[Laughs.]

You could always try to make him wear something like your suit and tie, but he'd probably strip down to shirtless the first day and insist that everyone prefers it that way.

That allergic to shirts, is he?

He likes to make it clear he's Pops' son. Can't argue with that.

Heh, suppose not.

If he's looking to keep busy, I might talk to him about it.

He could use something to keep out of trouble. But don't let on that I said that, eh.

[A smirk]

Not a word from me.

[But that said, his smirks starts to get a little wide] You could always join with him. [Because clearly Marco wants to wear a skirt too]

I'm flattered, but I was hoping to have more time to read if I get him out and about more.

Little brothers always make you worry that they need taking caring of, you know?

Makes sense. Not that I've ever had a little brother before. [Even among the crew, he doesn't think of any of the guys as brothers, per se]

Really never?

[This shouldn't surprise him, but somehow it does. Sanji seems like the type to fit in with a crew or family like that, and in general Marco's sort of used to everyone adopting everyone willynilly.]

Well, maybe you'll find one yet, eh. If that's your inclination.

[A small smirk]

Oh, but I've got plenty of little sisters. [Pause] And a daughter.

[Grins.] Ah, I see, that makes a lot more sense then.

Is your daughter here in Luceti?

Yes~! Her name is Xion~! The most perfect, wonderful daughter a man could ever ask for~!

[Grins even more.] That's great! I'll have to meet her sometime.

[Proud Papas are the best.] How did you two meet?

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