Wow. It WAS beautiful here. Kirk was in awe of the place as soon as he walked into the building. His eyes wandered all over the place as he absentmindedly followed the rest of the group. Kirk snapped to attention when Leroy got in the waiter's business. “Hey! Don’t you know the term ‘PERSONAL SPACE’? Leave the poor guy alone!”

He took a seat next to Leroy, smiling politely and the poor waiter that had to deal with them. “Thank you so much, sir. I’m sorry for the trouble..” He said with a nod.

Kále walked past some tables the customers sitting gave him a dirty look since he was with Leroy, in response Kale scowled back at them, making them turn away instantly. "What're they scowling at..."

He then sat down, on the opposite side of Leroy.

"I haven't been to a restaurant in forever." Jeanne mumbles to herself as she looks about the dining hall. Unlike Kale she hadn't brought her weaponry along with her. She then sat next to Kirk.

The waiter slid the Menus to each of the Pirates. And as he did, Leroy and Kále kicked their feet up onto the table. Causing the man to grimace, he forced a smile, wanting to get away from them.

Leroy personally didn't care about it being seen as rude or whatever others may think. He was comfortable and thats what he cared about first. The Swordsman being similar.

"Another waiter will be with you all shortly for drinks. Thank you for attending the Rose Arbor." He gave a bow and rushed away.

"Thank you." Leroy gave the waiter a nod.

"Well gentlemen! Let's eat up. After this we'll have to figure out our next stop to the Grand Line." Jeanne said as she pattered her hands against the table a few times, before opening her menu.

Leroy Cracking open the fancy menu to look through its contents, spoke ""There is an Island nearby from what our jolly friend at the door said. 'Konomi' Only a few hours from here. But our Last Destination should be Louge City. I heard that where everyone who wants to enter the grand line should head to. Best place for supplies, maybe see if we can get some well needed Provisions."

The Variety of the dishes were intense. Everything from home cooked to fancy words that Leroy had to look over twice to make sure he actually read them right.

As he was looking to meals, he asked his navigator for confirmation "Right Kirk?"

"Oh? Yeah, the Konomi region. My hometown is even in that area." Kirk said as he looked down at the options listed on the menu.

He was surprised there were so many dishes, ranging in variety and complexity. The Fishman only looked up to expand more on Louge City. "As far as I know about louge, it's a hot spot for any pirates looking to go to the Grand Line since it's so close. Lots of supplies there, almost anything you could possibly need for a venture like that."

Kirk's eyes flicked down at the menu again, already choosing what he wanted. "We'll absolutely need to make a pitstop there before. A big city too, so we might have to be careful with your face on a bounty. I'm sure bounty hunters lurk all over that place."

Taken from Royal Road, this narrative should be reported if found on Amazon.

“Hey, it’s even the place where Gol D. Roger was executed, you know! You might find it interesting, Leroy!” His eyes lit up as he looked to the captain next to him.

*

"God Damnit!" The Waiter that had lead the Red Sash Pirates threw a towel onto the ground. The Kitchen doors swinging back and forth closing behind him. A furious look on his face "Theres another fucking band of Pirates out there!"

"I'm taking my lunch...Noir!"

A man looked up from the dish he was preparing, letting out a sight as he threw the utensils he was using into the front pouch of his apron. "Yes dear?"

He said in a sarcastic response. The Waiter snapped back "Go deal with them! They're at booth 7."

"Well, if they're enough for them to crack even Flay, you best go deal with that, Noir." Spoke a tall man, the Head Chef Ducase.

"Hah~ Alright." He spun on his shoe, and slid a finished steak across the line, snatching the order slip and slapping it onto the long needle like holder.

"Strip steak, medium rare with Mashed Potato's and Sautéed Carrots ready to go."

The Chef then pulled a few miscellaneous items from with in the apron that was against his body, measuring spoons, tape, pen, cigarette pack, lighter, tongs. And finally hanging up the stained apron and pulling the Cigarettes and lighter back and tucking them into his pocket.

Snatching a platter and note pad, and in the same move, wrapped a smaller waist apron around his waist. He exited the Kitchen

*

It wasn't long the new waiter started to approach them, swinging his head back to get some loose strands of hair out of his face. The man clearly tried hard to make himself look presentable, and it was a major success with his looks. It was like he fit right into this place.

He held himself almost proudly yet he looked slightly tired in the face. A small apron adorned his waist and his uniform was very similar to the rest of the workers here, excusing the yellow spotted dress shirt.

The waiter pulled the small notepad out from a pocket of his apron along with a pen, clicking it open.

As he looked up at the Red Sashed Pirate crew, he smiled...

Though it soon fell a bit though as his gaze fell upon Kále. "Don't ya know it's rude to put your feet up on the table like that? Let alone without any shoes."

In a sudden, swift move, Kale's legs were swept up a bit higher into the air, off of the table by the waiter's foot underneath his ankles.

Gracefully, the man pushed and spun his leg around Kale's, making the swordsman spin around in his seat as he forced the other's legs down to the ground. It was quick, but in the end, the waiter's shoe was pressing down roughly on the tops of Kale's feet, the Swordsman's back now facing his captain as his posture was fixed.

"Hah?" Kale was surprised by Noir's sudden assault on his feet. He didn't have any time to react before his feet were planted onto the ground and held down by the waiter's foot. It was kind of impressive, how he could move his feet so quickly and precisely.

"I also highly suggest you fix yourself too there, bandana." The man said pointedly at Leroy, not taking his foot from its position.

"That sort of manners don't fit this kind of establishment." He scribbled a few things down on the notepad before smiling pleasantly again at the table.

"My name is Noir, and I'll be your waiter today. Now, what would you all like to drink?"