[ Her eyes follow his hand as it touches her elbow, the corner of her mouth tugging up in a smirk. ] You came to Coco Village. Luffy mentioned you brought him that poster. [ In between bouts of yelling joyfully about that poster.

The offer to watch her back and alert her if more Marines turn up, and the drinks working their magic through her system, help shift that smirk more easily into a genuine smile, and Nami reaches out without thinking, resting her hand on his arm. ]

You're sweet, but, don't worry about it. [ So maybe she's picking her words here and there, trying to see just how much redder his face can go, what of it? ] Want to go get another drink? [ Putting off the opportunity to bet and potentially make a profit to hang out with a Marine? Had she been more clear-headed, Nami might have questioned it, but at present, it just sounds like a good idea. ]