"Ahem!" Knowing he could not keep watching the show, Xie Wen hurriedly coughed twice. He reached out to stop Klee Meow from pulling out a bomb, then demanded sternly in feigned displeasure, "What's so funny about Sanji's name?! Is this how you treat your guests?!"
"Ah... sorry, sorry..." Zeff wiped the tears of laughter from the corners of his eyes and hurriedly apologized. "It's not what you think."
Given Baratie's and Zeff's usual attitude toward customers, they would never have apologized so politely. But cute cats always enjoyed special privileges, so not only did Zeff apologize of his own accord, even unruly chefs like Patty put on apologetic smiles.
"The thing is, we have a Sanji here too." Holding back his laughter, Zeff pulled out a sour-faced Sanji. "Here, this is him. We were only laughing because of the coincidence."
"Come to think of it, the two Sanjis really do seem alike. Look at that little yellow cat. Not only is his fur the same color as Sanji's hair, but those tufts on his ears curl just like Sanji's eyebrows."
With the historic meeting of the two Sanjis, someone finally noticed that their names were not the only thing they shared.
"That's nonsense, meow! I'm nothing like this dumb-looking guy, meow!"
"Who'd be anything like this stupid cat?! You bastards!!!"
Because the other's name had caused each of them to be "laughed at," the two Sanjis got along terribly, and neither would admit to resembling the other.
"Who are you calling a stupid cat, meow?!"
"Who are you calling dumb-looking?!"
The two Sanjis glared at one another, looking ready to come to blows at the slightest provocation.
"What do you think you're doing to our guest?!"
Just as Xie Wen was happily enjoying the spectacle, Zeff sent Sanji flying with