Zoro smirked as he stepped up to join Sanji, the cook was leaning against the wall outside the galley, smoking. Or at least Zoro was sure that's what the blonde wanted anyone watching to think. He might only have one eye now but the green haired man could see very well where the Cook's gaze had landed. And it sure as heck wasn't on the stunning view of the moon on the ocean's horizon. "Nice night." The swordsman said
"It is." Sanji agreed.
Zoro let that hang a moment then sighed, having fast lost patience with trying for subtly. "Just get your ass down there and join her." He motioned to Shion sitting on the railing of the main deck, watching the stars above them.
Sanji's visable ocean blue eyes pinned him with a glare. "When I am good and ready Bastard Marimo."
Zoro shrugged. "Whatever..." He smirked again. "Not that I blame you of course," He made a show of cocking his head and raking his undamaged eye over the girl from head to foot. "It's a hell of a view from back here." Zoro side stepped Sanji's kick. "Jealous?" he asked, amused.
"Not where you're concerned." Sanji smirked back. "Let's face it Moss Brain. Between you and me...there's no contest."
Zoro caught the next kick, pushing back so the cook's back hit the wall he leaned into Sanji's personal space. "I know." He said seriously. Sanji quirked an eyebrow at that. The Swordsman did not elaborate as he let the Chef go and stepped out of his way. He turned and looked at Shion's back again. "There's no competing with Love." he muttered.
"What was that?"
"Love, Shit Cook." Zoro glared at him, silvery green eye flashing.
"What the hell is going through that Moss Ball head of yours?"
"I think you know." Zoro turned on his heel and started to walk away. "The password to the make out room is Cola." he waved as he walked away.
"How the hell do you know that when you don't even have a lover?" Sanji asked him
Zoro looked over his shoulder and smirked. "What makes you think I don't?" he asked back knowing the Chef wouldn't pursue that line of questioning he went inside.
Sanji just shook his head free of that mental image and went to join Shion.
"Was that Zoro?" Shion asked as he came up
"Yeah. Seems he thought it was a good idea to share the password to the Make Out room with me."
"Oh... well that wasn't a bad idea. I mean it might be a while before we reach a town every now and then." Shion shrugged. "And I suppose it's better then the galley or anywhere else."
Sanji blinked at her. "You do realize the fact he saw fit to share means he knows we..."
"Sanji I think everyone knows. In fact I think they thought we...spent time... together like that long before we actually did."
Sanji sighed, blowing out a puff of smoke. "Unbelievable."
Shion started to laugh. "Is it really? After all their set-up attempts."
Sanji chuckled "I suppose not." He put an arm around her shoulders. "We still need to come up with some what to pay them back."
Shion nodded, grinning. "That we do."