Ladies and Gentlemen

[notadartboard]

WHO: Sanji and OPEN!!
WHERE: All That Jazz
WHEN: Friday evening, 6 or 7 until closing (which is like...idk 1 am?)
WARNINGS: TBD
SUMMARY: Sanji is opening the doors of his club to everyone not in jail to cut loose and have a party. Also because it was his birthday, but mostly just to party. Pirates like to party. No trashing the club this time (his insurance can't take it) but if anyone wants to start something, just remember that the three monsters of the Straw Hat crew are in attendence and itching to smack someone down. Consider it like one giant Open RP set in All That Jazz and go nuts.
FORMAT: ladies' choice

The club staff was getting overtime pay for a normal night. The food was free and made to order. The bar wasn't free, alas, but somebody has to pay for all the booze. The entertainment was up to the crowd, between karaoke and Zoidberg's offerings. And tonight, Sanji was just going to sit back and enjoy it.

So he'd turned twenty-one, big deal. If he bothered to get ID, he could buy booze now. That didn't really matter to him as much as the other impending changes in his life. He had half the crew with him, at last. The sale of the club would probably be going through in the next few weeks. They could go back to being pirates, recapture some of the glory waiting for them back home. Why not go out with a bang? A huge party the likes of the kind the Straw Hats enjoyed after every major victory, with lots of food and alcohol, singing and dancing, stupid stories and laughter.

Sanji perched on a stool by the bar to welcome people in, blatantly smoking inside his own club in defiance of the local laws, sharply dressed in a pinstripe shirt and waistcoat and the snappy new fedora Nami gave him for his birthday. Tonight's theme was "anything goes," and he was eager to find out whether these people from another world knew how to party.

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[shiromadoushi]

"I saw a little on your post," Bakura admitted. "It looked like a wreck..."

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"Oh, that was from him and Zoro fighting," Sanji said casually, stuffing the envelope into the inside pocket of his waistcoat. "The dumbass tried to make me a birthday cake and ruined a bunch of my pans and dishes. There's a reason I'm the only one allowed in the kitchen."

[shiromadoushi]

Bakura scratched at his cheek a moment, just trying to picture that situation. How a cake would ruin so much...

"Did the cake come out all right, at least?"

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"Not in the least." Sanji sighed long. "I hate it when food gets wasted. I wouldn't have fed it to prisoners, let alone myself."

[shiromadoushi]

"Aaa, that's a shame!" Bakura half sighed as well. "But at least he meant well by it."

That had to count for something, right?

[notadartboard]

"Eh..." Unfortunately, intentions didn't always matter with Sanji. He shrugged it off easily, though. "What's done is done, there's no sense dwelling on it. It's another day and another week, and I'm having a party."

He gestured with a sweep of his hand to the bar, the tables, and the stage. "Go on and get yourself something to drink. The kitchen's operating free of charge tonight, if you're hungry."

[shiromadoushi]

"Thank you," Bakura nodded with a small smile before following the suggestion and heading over to the bar. Maybe something non alcoholic for a drink. He didn't want to make an idiot of himself in public, after all!