"I didn't expect you to carry something this good around with you." After smelling the barbecue seasoning in the jar, Gray realized it was the kind of expensive spice nobles coveted.
"Ah, well, I am a Marine Admiral, after all. The pay is pretty good."
Hearing that reminded Gray of another amusing question. "Do Marine Admirals really get paid that much?"
"I've always wondered if Admiral Kizaru can never be bothered because his salary's too low!"
Kuzan: "How could that be?"
"He's just lazy by nature." There was no way he could respond to that. Though he agreed, he couldn't admit it to a pirate.
"Come on, I'm just joking!" Gray grinned and moved on. "All right, it's ready. Let's eat!"
As they ate, Gray spoke as if trying to negotiate. "Admiral Aokiji, it'll be nighttime after dinner. Do we still have to fight?"
"Honestly, I'd like to get some sleep. You know, not getting enough sleep can stunt your growth."
"How about we all get a good night's sleep and fight tomorrow?"
"Impossible. Absolutely impossible!" Kuzan refused at once. "I came here to pursue you in the first place. Sitting down to have dinner together is already the biggest concession I'm willing to make."
"Fufufu... Don't be so absolute, now!" Doflamingo let out a strange laugh beside them. "Admiral Aokiji!"
"Maybe we'll be working together someday."
Aokiji: ???
"I don't think you'll get that chance."
Doflamingo: "I'm talking about the Seven Warlords."
Kuzan: "I know!"
"But I don't think you can escape me."
"Fufufu... How arrogant!" The veins on Doflamingo's forehead throbbed. He hated it when people used their strength to lord it over him, and he couldn't do a thing about it.
"Ah, if that's what you think, then so be it!"
"After all, I am a Marine