[… What. No, Kotetsu. No. You can’t make that face at that book and then drop the argument like it’s no big deal. Sanji rescues it from the table, flipping through the pages in search of what Kotetsu was reading]
Oi, what’s got you spooked? [muttering to himself, eyeing page after page of less-than-impressive shit] It can’t be that ba—
[action] HAHAHAHA
Oi, what’s got you spooked? [muttering to himself, eyeing page after page of less-than-impressive shit] It can’t be that ba—