Video 07 → What Do Women Want, Anyway?

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[Unfiltered. Let's see how long it takes Ken to realize this.]

[Ken sits on the edge of the fountain in Espoir, frowning into the camera in aggrieved confusion, as if it personally has done him some disservice.]

Uh... this is probably gonna sound dumb but Does anyone know what kind of stuff you get a girl you like that isn't totally stupid or creepy?

[The head and neck of a toy giraffe are just visible in the lower right hand corner of the frame. Ken glances over at it as he speaks, then shoves it quickly down in an attempt to get it out of shot, without any real noticeable success. An awkward look flickers across his face. Great, so he's already seriously regretting deciding to ask this question and he hasn't even finished saying it yet...]

And I'm not gonna do flowers.

[The feed cuts off quickly.]

Comments

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

Ahh. I dunno, I doubt she'd be bored... It's still the thought that counts, and if you're good at it then you're good at it. Your call, though. Like I said, if you want some lessons, I just fixed up my kitchen! Wouldn't mind helping you out.

[belatedly realizes something]

...Hey, what's your name?

[insorrow.livejournal.com]

Well, if it ain't a bother or anything...

[He smiles. Yeah, really is gonna have to buy that cookbook. They can't be that expensive, can they?]

Ken. My name's Ken. You?

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

It's not! [grins back] Just let me know when, I'm usually free. And the name's Sanji. Nice to meet you, Ken.

[insorrow.livejournal.com]

Sure thing. Nice meeting you, too... you been here long?

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

Nah, not at all. Just over a month. You?

[insorrow.livejournal.com]

Hm... since February, I think, so six months give or take. How're you finding it?

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

Eh... [shrugs] It ain’t home. A couple of my nakama are here, at least, but not all of them and I’m not used to being on shitty land for this long. S’weird.

[insorrow.livejournal.com]

Oh, you're a sailor? Huh... guess this would be weird, then.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

[smirks] Pirate, actually. But yeah, even before that I worked on ships. Have for as long as I can remember. I used to be one of the cooks on a seafaring restaurant.

[insorrow.livejournal.com]

[Whoa, an actual cook? No wonder he's good at this stuff.]

You're really okay teaching me stuff? I can pay if you want it... I mean, I ain't got much but I can...

[Ken isn't sure why he thinks this changes stuff, he just thinks it does.]

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

Oi, you don't have to pay me. Seriously, it's fine. Everyone should know how to cook.