Think of it as friendly ribbing if it makes you feel any better. [A smirk tossed over his glass, which he's gleefully finishing off. Not to say he's actually shooting for the joys of inebriation, not with subtle reminders of the last time he fell that hard dancing in his mind's eye, but with his second drink finished, Sanji notes the warmth spreading through his limbs with easy acceptance. He can polish off three or four more before it's time to call it quits]
[action, August 12th]