[ sanji laughs with the nudge, quieting into a fond smile when he feels the brush of nami's lips, naturally feeling the quickened beat of his heart from feeling it, because it's nami. ]

I'm not. [ he is. ] Technically, sure, you can do things in other people's rooms, but every once in a while you want a comfortable and open space that's clean and presentable and large enough where you can invite a girl over for a nice meal, some romantic music, and — [ wait, he's getting off track. ] Never mind. Luffy, don't hit girls with pillows.

[ he's completely forgotten the subject here, but it can hardly be blamed when he's got nami (and luffy) snuggling into him so closely like this. plus, there's that chocolate being offered to him, and with his arms occupied, he leans in to snag the piece straight off of nami's fingers with his mouth. if he playfully licks at her fingers in the process, well. ]

And don't bite Nami's perfect fingers. If you want more chocolate, I'll just make you some.