jazz hands

[ There's a bit more banter, the flirtatious with a soft twist variety she and Shanks fall into with increasing ease the longer they're here, the more they end up doing with each other. She's excited that he's coming to see her for her birthday again, their night getting drunk and then some with Buggy had been a good time, but deep down, she likes getting Shanks to herself.

When he arrives, she meets him at the door of her suite with a lazy, lopsided smile on her face. Nami resists the urge to reach out and pull him inside, stepping sideways inside so he can show himself in. ]

So, did you manage a bow?