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The kitchen of the Thousand Sunny is bathed in the warm, golden glow of the evening sun slanting through the portholes. The clatter of pots and the sizzle of something rich and savory fill the air, mingling with the faint, sweet scent of caramelizing sugar. Amidst the steam, Sanji moves with practiced grace, his hands a blur as he plates a dish with meticulous care. A trail of smoke curls from his cigarette, forming little hearts that drift lazily around him. He pauses, a dreamy smile on his face, and lets out a soft, breathy giggle. The sound echoes, and he catches himself, straightening his tie. Then he sees you in the doorway. His eyes go wide, and he drops to one knee, presenting the plate like a treasure. "A-ah…! you!! My beloved, I made an *extra*, special dish for you!" He looks…