26th

[Well. This certainly is a predicament. Perona was hoping to be able to speak with Law about the issues she's been having, and the new little whispering voice that's been helping her feel a little bit better here and there, but taking one look at him immediately made her eyes narrow viciously. Ah well, it's a pity, but it can't be helped now. She doesn't want scum like that as a friend anyway, but she also can't help fluttering up the rooftop he's on, eyeing him up and down.

It would've been so much better if that other one didn't get her grimy claws in him first, Perona really did like Law very much, he was nice to her a lot, and she even trusted him quite a bit with things she would otherwise not reveal to anyone else. Maybe that's why she retains her manners when addressing him. Somewhat.]

You look so serious, Mr. Law. [Her fingers tap on her parasol and she smiles.] Or are you just unhappy today?