"Yeah, of course I've been eating! Or I'd have died. It's been like, two months. Three?" Luffy squints, at the middle distance, trying to remember, but he's not exactly the Details Guy, so he gives up immediately. He's about to drag Zoro over to the buffet tables so he can eat and definitely not just so Luffy him can grab a casual fifth helping, but suddenly he's getting marched to a quiet corner by his poor, harried First Mate. He glances around like a tourist the whole walk over, somewhat ruining the effect, but he's just happy to have Zoro there and he can't stop grinning. "Sanji and Nami are here, and Shanks... and Bugsy!" He definitely shouldn't sound cheerful about the last (incorrect, admittedly) name on that list, but everything is water under the bridge for Luffy: he is chronically incapable of holding a grudge. And he's got renewed hope now of seeing Usopp next, so it's hard not to feel pretty optimistic. "Well, I haven't seen them here here, but I'm sure they'll come. Nami never misses a party!" There's too many fine folks to rob blind, obviously.

Then they're in the surprisingly quiet corner, and the other guests are politely looking away for the most part, because usually when a pair shuffles off to the fringes of a party in the Golden Peacock it is to do more than talk. Luffy blinks a bit like a deer in the headlights, mostly because he didn't expect the follow up questions: he certainly hadn't bothered to ask them himself, he'd just accepted the weird new adventure for whatever it happened to be, and, well... whatever Nami and Sanji tried to tell him about the place had gone in one ear and out the other. "Um," his eyes cut to the side, a bit like he's been caught with his hand in the cookie jar. "It's a mystery?" It is to him!!!

Then, in a rush like he's been holding it in: "You look really cool!" It is a very nice suit. "I missed you, Zoro." If he's not careful he's going to get hugged again, honestly.