Zelma's not quite sure how her life got to the point where her only customers were the two Elbaf giants on Little Garden, (Probably due to her shipwreck two years prior but who's paying attention these days). Life's honestly been pretty good for her until a group of sailors stop by (they claim to be pirates but they're not like any she's encountered). Everything is good up until Dory's Mead is tampered with and being the woman who spent the better half of a year perfecting that particular brew, Zelma is pissed. Who knew taking down strangely numbered bounty hunters would lead her on an adventure through the grand line with only her new crewmates and grampa's old brew book to guide her? Not her, that's who.