Salmon's good for her! [A dismissive wave of his hand as he grins at Yusuke leaning around him] It's me taking an active interest in her diet.

[The wide smile settles into a muted tilt of his lips after that. As he chatters, the man plucks up a pair of chopsticks and begins slowly lining the chicken bits over the rice, creating a spiral pattern in the process.]

Well, s'not like I earned this shit. I didn't spend years working my ass off to become a chef. [Just the truth as he sees it. Once the the chicken's been placed to his liking, Sanji wipes his hands on a towel tucked into his pants before continuing to the salmon.] It's not really mine, so no point getting a big head over it.