Turkish
Later that afternoon Sanji was in the kitchen working on dinner and still pondering the note. Galician wasn't exactly a common language and whoever had left it certainly had to know Sanji wouldn't have known it. Through his conversation with Robin it had become clear she was not the one who had sent it so whether the mysterious sender had relied on Sanji asking her or not he didn't know. Maybe he wasn't even supposed to know what it meant. Perhaps it was Usopp and Franky just trying to torment him.
Just then a small timer went off and he went over to remove a tray from the oven. He placed it on the counter to cool and started to work on a tropical drink, dicing some of the fruit they had discovered on the last island. A few minutes later he was pouring a frothy, pale yellow concoction into two tall glasses. He added a slice of fruit to the rim of each cup and stuck a paper umbrella in it. Perfect. By that time the tray of biscotti had cooled and he loaded a few onto two small plates. Loading it all onto a silver serving platter he waltzed out of the room with a smile.
He found Robin on the upper deck with several old books out in front of her. She had them open to various pages and every now and then she would put one down and search for something in another one. He bowed low and placed her drink and biscotti in front of her.
"Some snacks of love for my brilliant angel."
"Thank you Cook-san."
With a nod Sanji backed away and headed to Nami's map room. He knocked lightly on the door and waited for her response. When Nami called out for him to enter he gently pushed open the door and swept in with his tray.
"I brought you some afternoon snacks my princess. They were made special with extra love."
"Thank you Sanji-kun, it looks delicious."
"It's my pleasure Nami-swan. Nami-swan you wouldn't happen to speak Galician would you?"
"Galician? Um no."
Sanji examined the look of confusion on her lovely face and sadly decided that it was probably a prank by one of the boys. Nami genuinely didn't know what he was talking about. Feeling slightly dejected he excused himself and went back to the galley, he still had dinner to prepare after all. He kept his head high however and didn't let his smile falter in case Franky or Usopp were nearby. If this was all a plan to torment him he wouldn't let them get the satisfaction.
When he re-entered the galley the first thing Sanji noticed was that the knife he had used for the fruit was sticking straight up out of the cutting block. He had definitely left it on its side, he would never stab it into something like that. He couldn't help but cringe at the potential damage it could have done to the precious blades. That was when he noticed the piece of white paper the knife had stabbed through. Another one? Well he could for sure eliminate Nami now.
Walking over he pulled out the knife, stopping to examine the tip carefully before putting it back down with a sigh of relief. His hands were shaking when he opened the new note, not sure what to expect this time.
'Seni seviyorum'
Well it sure wasn't Galician this time around. With a slight growl he switched the pot on the stove to simmer and headed for the door. Hopefully Robin could help him again.
