[ It’s only thanks to the handful of stories that Zeff shared of his time on the Grand Line that Sanji’s initial instinct is to just accept it when Buggy mentions ghosts because they should be impossible. Impossible things can happen— and have, given exactly where they are— and they’re just something anyone aboard a pirate ship headed there needs to be prepared. He just shakes his head. ] Got it. No visiting the haunted porn-filled library when the sunsets. This shitty resort just can’t keep things simple, can it?

[ The slight smile on his face falters when the clown brings up Luffy again and again, his instinct is to agree with him. ] Doesn’t really seem possible he won, yeah.

[ And that really begs the question of what, exactly, happened to his Captain. Buggy obviously doesn’t know, which means he’ll need to look elsewhere for answers eventually. ]

Me? They’ll bring anything I want if I ask it. [ His shoulders lift in a shrug as he glances at a nearby waiter. He’s hungry, but it’s not the kind of hunger that food can sate. ] Eat it or don’t, I’ll still have more if I need it. [ The cooks have already assured him that nothing will go to waste, but… he doesn’t quite trust anyone employed here, even if they are fellow chefs.

There’s a slight pause before he adds, almost grudgingly. ] Maybe you aren’t that bad after all, Buggy. Thanks.