[Kodachi thought about it before recalling that Sanji-san was that chef who wanted to cook things for her day and night.]

Perhaps it's because he's a cook and he feels that people should exercise their sense of taste on each other. [Which is just strange, okay.] You probably shouldn't listen to him; he seems a bit strange. [Yes, that was the pot calling the kettle black.]

[She sank into a deep curtsy, peering up at him from beneath thick lashes.]

The pleasure is all mine, Mr. Luffy.