"The captain of the Fallen Monk Pirates, Priest Urouge. Bounty: 108 million berries..."
At the bar, Lina held the list Shakky had given him. Franky and the others gathered behind him.
He glanced over it and saw that the information matched what he remembered.
He handed the list to Robin, then turned to Shakky. "I'll have a whiskey, Shakky."
"Sure. What about the rest of you? Since you're Hachi's friends, it's on me today. Think of it as my show of support."
Shakky set down the glass she had finished polishing, turned to take a few bottles from the bar shelf, and smiled brightly.
"I've been running this bar ever since I retired. My only real hobby is keeping tabs on you Supernovas. I have high hopes for you all."
"Huh? So you're a fan? Shakky, are you one of our fans?" Lina asked, taken aback.
Was this kind of thing common in this world? He knew people followed singers and dancers—Brook had become the Soul King, after all.
But what was with following pirates?
Wait a second. Was Bartolomeo their number-one fan?
"That's right. I have high hopes for your crew, young Monkey."
Shakky held a cigarette between her lips, raised her thumb, and pointed her index finger at Luffy like a pistol as she winked.
"Shishishi." Luffy grinned foolishly, holding down his straw hat.
What a daft celebrity. Lina watched him, speechless.
His image was rock-solid: the one defining trait was how dumb he was. There was no way his reputation could ever come crashing down.
Unless he turned into a genius?
"Here you go."
Shakky stirred the ice in the glass with a bar spoon. In the time it took to exchange a few words, she had already served Lina his whiskey.
Meanwhile, Robin had finished reading