“It’s gettin’ light soon,” Luffy said, looking out over the railing, and gazing at the pink horizon. He was cradling a bottle of scotch to his chest, and Nami’s head. She was warm. He said, “Should we get up?”

“We’re already up,” she said. “We never left the deck. We’ve been up all night.”

“Aah, tha’s right … I’m glad I was wit’ you then.”

Nami sighed luxuriously, “Why’s that?”

“‘Cause I love you.”

She smiled a bit sleepily, “Mmm, you’re still drunk.”

He snickered, and waved the empty bottle in front of her eyes, “Nami, this’s been empty since midnight.”