[ and he certainly will be, as he practically flies to make his way to the gardens. as promised, sanji slips a rose into the lapel of his jacket, but it's not the only one as he carries a small bouquet of a few more in his hands, with a cigarette hanging habitually from his lips. his eyes are already in anticipating heart shapes as he surveys around, looking for the gorgeous girl with red hair in a green dress, well convinced he's about to meet the woman of his dreams. ]
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[ and he certainly will be, as he practically flies to make his way to the gardens. as promised, sanji slips a rose into the lapel of his jacket, but it's not the only one as he carries a small bouquet of a few more in his hands, with a cigarette hanging habitually from his lips. his eyes are already in anticipating heart shapes as he surveys around, looking for the gorgeous girl with red hair in a green dress, well convinced he's about to meet the woman of his dreams. ]