[you'd better believe he noticed the alcohol right away. This is totally better than mint snow, you bet your ass, cook. This is why Zoro is swishing rather hastily into the galley, looking for anything to collect the booze-rain]
Oi, cook, what do we got that we can...
[the sight of his hair stops him short. And there's a rather abruptly-stifled snort of laughter.]
Don't you think matching my look is going a bit far?
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Oi, cook, what do we got that we can...
[the sight of his hair stops him short. And there's a rather abruptly-stifled snort of laughter.]
Don't you think matching my look is going a bit far?