[....]

[Weirdo.]

[Smoker pokes a freckled cheek.]

I was kidding. Relax Portgas. You don't have to try so hard. Especially not around me. [Eyeroll, and reaches for his cigars, holding them to Ace to light them up.] It'll just make things unnecessarily annoying.

And I don't need to sleep on anything.

I already know what I want.

[Rolls over onto his chest and drapes an arm over Ace's shoulders.] I've got it right here.