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...Some shitty drunk old man in one of the bars here was going off about an ocean where fish from all over the world swim together in the same waters. A cook's paradise. No one seemed to give a damn what he was talking about, or maybe they just didn't believe him... But.

Finally.

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Mah, hopefully. I doubt it's on this half of the Grand Line, though.

...I get the feeling he's always a sloppy drunk. Probably why everyone just kinda waved him off.

Well then we'll find it when we get to the other half, definitely.

And you couldn't get any more our of him?

Hell yeah we will.

I tried. He passed out on me, but even before that he was mostly fucking babbling about different kinds of fish and what shitty colors they were.

I'm excited.

Maybe catch him tomorrow night, before he gets that drunk.

...Yeah, me too.

I think I'll try to! They said he was a regular there.

What are you going to do when you find it?

Awesome. Good luck!

Well. That depends on when I find it.

Thanks, George!

I guess that's true. If you find it before we find One Piece you wouldn't just...leave us. Right?

No problem.

Of course not. I'd like to have a restaurant of my own there, though. Eventually. But not before everyone else gets their shit settled.

A floating restaurant, like Baratie?

Yeah, exactly like that! The old crap-geezer might even want to bring that shitty ship over, but I think I'd rather open a new place.

Do you have a name in mind?

Not yet. I'll have to think of something really good. Obviously.

So you're not going to just name it "Shitty Restaurant"?

...Hah—I should. Except that might be the one time I'll allow that putting 'shitty' in the name might not be the greatest idea.

Not the best way to draw in customers.

Quite the opposite, in fact.

So what's the opposite of "shitty", then?

In this case? Amazing. But the "Amazing Restaurant" is a lame name.

Yeah, it kind of is. Well I guess you have plenty of time to think of a better name.

True. I'll find something fitting.

I think I like this island. It's kind of oppressively hot, though.

Oh my god, it's fucking ridiculous. I finally gave up and scrapped the suits, which means now I need to go buy five thousand pounds of shitty sunscreen.

I don't think I can really even get a sunburn anymore. Try SPF 70.

Lucky. Is that the strongest type?