Around town, a caravan full of ladies dressed as gypsies seemed to be a main attraction, especially to a blonde gentleman running eagerly after it. "Hey mister! You should toss them a bouquet, they'll toss a garland if they approve," suggested a clearly amused passer-by.
Encouraged, Sanji rushed to the nearest flowershop and purchased the most elaborately arranged bouquet he could find. Quickly, he went back to tailing the caravan and wished for luck as he tossed the flowers over to the coyly laughing ladies. It landed on the lap of a gorgeous lady who was envied by the rest of the group. The much awaited reply came not much later in the form of a garland and a scribbled note.
"Blonde-kun, meet me at the corner of the flowershop tonight. I'll tug at your shirt three times. XOXO"
The love cook was overjoyed. He continued to run after the caravan trying to figure out the lady's name but the caravan picked up speed leaving Sanji panting. He glanced at the note again and eagerly awaited for the night. In the meantime, he had a look around the marvelous Crystal City. Despite the façade of colors, the city sparkled in the stone's distinct glimmer. It surprised Sanji to realize that the ground he had been running on had been a much sturdier version of crystal carved to resemble pavements. It was truly a work of art.
Night was breaking and Sanji was quick to find his spot by the corner of the flowershop. The lively, upbeat music was quickly replaced by a soothing, romantic tune. It wasn't soon after that all lights were replaced by candles. This Masquerade was the Valentines Day of Crystal City. This change of mood only excited Sanji and was now impatiently waiting for the gypsy. "Gypsy-chwan! I'll take you on a romantic date tonight! Oh, I mustn't forget Nami-chwan and Robin-chwan. Yosh, after I meet Gypsy-chwan, I'll find Nami-chwan and Robin-chwan. I struck gold!" Remarked a heart-eyed Sanji rather enthusiastically.
Just as planned, someone tugged the shirt of the almost impatient Sanji thrice. Sanji was quick to react. "Follow me," remarked the sweetest voice that graced his ears, besides Nami's and Robin's. "To the ends of the world!" Sanji replied as he quickly followed the gypsy. "She smells nice too." He thought. "Nami-chwan, Robin-chwan, I'll come back for you!"
They have been walking through the romantic city for some time now. Sanji couldn't figure out where they were, the light from the candles were too feeble. Suddenly, they came to a halt. Impatient, Sanji pleaded, "Gypsy-chwan, show me your face!"
She complied and started to light a candle. In the light of the matchstick, Sanji had a peek at the lady's exquisite features. Consequently, he got excited. An exquisite hand held up a candle to reveal that they were in a considerably hidden back alley and he was completely surrounded.