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Things That Inevitably Happen When the Straw Hats Hit and Island
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Five.
Sanji cooks.
A certain reputation came with being called a Baratie chief.
Sanji, having grown up on the sea floating restaurant, never thinks it particularly strange to be pulled off the street into the kitchen of the local five star eating establishment.
If he's in a hurry, he might order the head waiter to go shopping for the list of supplies Sanji had meant to pick up.
He will walk casually across the tiled floor, inspecting knives and pots. He might allow the head chief to prepare him a dish or two to sample, free of charge of course.
If the blonde is really impressed, he might critically fault the dish and comment on how it could be improved. If he walks away without saying anything, the chief who cooked it would be put on suicide watch by his fellows for the next three months.
Only once did he find someone worthy. After taking a bite of the simple stew, he turned to the shivering brunette at his side and smile. "It's good," Sanji said. "If you're ever in the East Blue looking for a job, you should go see the Old Geezer."
The chosen chief practically cried with joy, while all his friends cheered for his good fortune to have been invited to apply for a position at the best sea going restaurant in all the Blues.
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