The three of them sat in the lamp-lit lounge, each staring at the others over the lip of their cards, the trio clothed in nothing but pants. Sanji inhaled deeply, frustrated by a terrific stroke of bad luck, an ashtray at his elbow. Zoro nursed another bottle of rum, completely un-phased by his precarious position. Luffy 'hmmed' deeply, giving the cards in his hands careful consideration, a plate of clean bones to his left.

"I call," Sanji muttered around his seventh cigarette, a determined gleam in his eye as he stared at the swordsman across the lounge table.

Zoro shrugged, spreading his hand out on the table for all players to see.

"Straight," he added unnecessarily, emptying his rum bottle with a few large gulps and adding it to the pile by his elbow.

Sanji looked ready to bite through his cigarette, face slightly red as he placed his own hand down in disgust.

"You called with that crap hand?! That's only a three of a kind cheese head," Zoro was smirking, unconcerned as Sanji glared murder across the table, "Oi, Luffy."

"Mm?" Luffy glanced up from behind his hand (two of which were facing outward), face blank.

"Put your hand down."

Luffy took a minute to wrestle with his cards before a palm slapped down onto the table.

"He means your cards, shithead!"

"Then why didn't you say so?" Luffy asked, annoyed as he laid his cards down on the table with the others.

Zoro and Sanji both stared at the hand for a moment, dumb-faced and slack-jawed before Zoro broke out in guffaws, Sanji's hands fisting into the table cloth with fury.

"No. Fucking. Way."

Luffy looked from one to the other, confused.

"Is that bad?"

Zoro was laughing too hard to answer, fist pounding on the table in his merriment. Sanji just growled darkly, face completely red now.

"Screw this. I'm going to bed."

"Ah. Night Sanji! Make lots of meat for breakfast!"

A muttered "Whatever," followed the cook out the door after he gathered up his clothes, flicking off the swordsman as he passed.

"Nah, Zoro. Let's play again!" Luffy gathered up the cards with a smile, enjoying himself even if he didn't understand the rules.

"There's only two of us, Luffy," Zoro stated, a lazy smile on his face as he leaned against an elbow.

"So?

"So I say we call the game a draw and move on to something more…entertaining," Zoro was leering now.

A look that passed completely over Luffy's head.

"What, like Go Fish?"

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