"Oi, Sencho- how the hell do you always get Ace to eat his vegetables? He won't stop throwing the goddamn things at me, and Nami just raised my fuckin' interest two-hundred-percent 'cause a piece of broccoli hit her in the eye."
"Huh? Oh! That's really easy- Zoro just needs to act like the spoon's a runaway sea train so Ace can pretend to be a really gigantic sea king grabbing the carrots - err, I mean the cars - off the tracks! BUT- Zoro's gotta make all the chugga-chugga, woo-woo noises too or he'll just spit 'em back out."
"... you're shitting me, right?"
"Oh, oh! Or- he likes when we pretend to be dinosaurs eating trees, and Zoro's already kinda green and growls a lot too, so he'd make a really good dinosaur!"
"C'mon, Luffy- you don't seriously expect me to believe that you go through all that every time you-? Jeez, you do, don't you. Son of a bitch. Are you really telling me there isn't some way to feed our kid that doesn't involve me publicly humiliating myself in front of the shitty cook and the rest of the bloody crew?"