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[ A seasoned gambler like Nami can appreciate a poker face, so when the stoic-seeming man greets their situation calmly and gets right to the point of why they're here at this table. It puts her at ease almost as much as the drinks she's helped herself to between her entrance into the casino part of the resort and now, making it seem so straightforward to merely nod in agreement and gesture that he should roll the dice.

The feeling that she's comfortably going on with somebody who's got a clue erodes swiftly after Basch rolls the dice and blushes over what they've landed on. Kiss ass - it's certainly more than enough to get her to stare, eyebrows raising skeptically as she flushes. ]

You're going to have to tell me your name before you kiss my ass. [ Shouting those words in anger and being presented with the prospect of it happening are two very different things. Nami's got to knock about half her drink back after being confronted with this realization, the Diamond Dust doing its part to keep her talking too freely. ] Especially if you're going to lift my skirt first.