Written in first person, Sanji's POV A new club opened up, and Nami decides to have her birthday party there. Sanji arrives and gets in line to have his ID checked. The bouncer looked over his card and smirked before handing it back. Once inside, Sanji couldn't help wondering why the man gave him such a weird look, but let it go as he reached his friends. A few hours later, he goes to the bar to order more drinks when the same guy joins him. He sits next to the blonde and starts up a conversation. Not sure what to do, Sanji politely converses back. Zoro was the man's name, and Sanji wasn't sure why his heartbeat was so fast every time their eyes met. There, he had to guess, was just something about his posture, and the way he grinned so sexily when he talked. Sanji was smitten, and knew he had to take that man home.