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[Hello, Luceti Residents.

Guess what? Someone turned Seventh Heaven inside out criminally early in the morning, meaning even the staff will be in for a surprise. There are tables and chairs grouped together in front of the restaurant, shielded from the sun by large umbrellas. That in itself is odd, but the real attention-grabber is how much food some of the tables are holding. Dinner platters, breakfast feasts, desserts, finger foods, and everything in-between - it's all right there, protected from bugs with see-through plastic covers. And right in front of this mouth-watering display is a sign:

Take What You Can Eat.

Really. There's even a stack of plates and silverware, along with some carry-home boxes in case anyone wants to shove their fridge full of leftovers. Dump the dirty plates in a bin off to the side; he ~~his workers~~ will get to it later. And should the gluttons of Luceti lay siege to the feast, no worries; Sanji's captain is Luffy, after all. He'll be replenishing the tables well into the afternoon, along with any other chefs who might be working that day.

Whether you see him inside the restaurant, bustling around the kitchen like a man possessed, or spot him outside restocking the food, everyone will find the Head Chef in a... really good mood for someone who took a few days off to recover from the trauma that is your AU self "dying". He's just all heart-filled smiles and affectionate ass-whooping, depending on your sex.

... Clearly he's gone mad. B|

And then later, journal announcement! Because why not:]

Oi, for anyone who didn't see -- [He turns his journal camera to the food display, sounding exceedingly pleased with himself.] Take what you can eat! There's plenty for everyone. If not, I'll have to make Luffy finish off the rest, and we wouldn't want that. [A-aha]

And for anyone who's interested, I'm looking for another waitress or two, maybe one more chef. [8D] Any help's appreciated, ladies~!

... And I suppose you other guys, too.

[It's a good day for some cookin;

So come at him, bros.]

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[Amused snort, tinted with relief.] How shitty kind of you. [Shh, that's not an oxymoron]

In that case, might as well pitch in and help get rid of some of this food.

Oh, count on it. Free food and a chance to meet the neighbors? Hardly ever come by chances for that.

Heh, lucky for you there's not too many to meet. Won't be long before you recognize every damn face in this place.

I'll be happy to recognize 'em. It might make wading through the next big mess easier. [ He doesn't expect it to not be a mess next time. When someone can change your memories and your personality, organized plans in case of Shifts kind of fly out the window. ]

[Indeed. Now Lestrade can consider himself a Luceti veteran. Prepare for the worst by expecting everything to fly off the handle.]

They usually don't get that messy. [He pauses to light himself a cigarette, blowing a healthy dose of smoke into the air] Usually. Chaotic, but bearable.

I'm old-hat at bearing. And if I weren't, I soon would be. [ He runs his fingers through his hair once, which may or may not result in some of it sticking up. It's miracle hair like that. ]

There's a high chance someone'll do something that's stupid and dangerous all in one, but I'll give Luceti this, it's doing really well on homicides so far. [ In that they appear to be rare. The benefits of knowing someone will just be back in a week. ]

True enough. No one wants to die.

[Another exhale of smoke] Not only that, this place is filled with a bunch of super-powered bastards with moral compasses pointing them in the right direction. Anyone stupid enough to go against the tides won't last long.

[The benefits of snoopy superheroes]

That's not something to take for granted, at least. Don't think you'd get enough people to agree on something for London to float on a collected moral compass. Not that I'd complain about a pleasant surprise there. [ It's hard to balance cynicism with not going ahead and giving away all of your shits. 8| ]

Well, Luceti's one hell of an exception on that front. [It deals out experiments, morality, and super powers in spades]

London's the city you're from, right? [His face scrunches briefly in thought]

What, you've got a world without a London? [ Lestrade can you really even be surprised by this, can you ]

... They that important?

Well, I mean, I'm a bit biased when I say it is, but that's not gonna stop me saying it, is it?

[This reaction is actually pretty entertaining.]

You'll have to forgive my shitty, uncultured world for not getting the memo, then. All we've got are a bunch of islands.

Oh, no, consider it forgiven. [ By his kingly decree. Alas, the deprived worlds of the universe. :'| ]

I've heard it said that nobody's without flaws and all.

[He makes an amused sound in his throat... though this does remind him]

Oi, do you know a woman named Sally by chance? Policewoman. [Of course, once he voices the question, he realizes how much of a stretch that is. There are a lot of people in this London city, he's guessing. What are the chances they know each other?]

I do. [ Not the sort of question he usually comes by. Luceti is a bit small-town that way. ] She got pulled in for the stay here a few days after me- Donovan. Run into her, then?

[ He's yet to hear a complaint from her about a bloke with a spiral eyebrow, but he'll treat it with due caution. Pretty sure this won't be a complaint about her, either. :|a ]

So you both come from the same London...

And yeah, an hour or so ago~! Quite the lady she is~! [Noooope, no complaints here. Just senseless adoration]

Yeah, quite. I always give her points for making an impression. [ And how much of the impression doesn't revolve around her threatening to cuff someone or punch them is always nice. She's just really great to have at work sometimes. Good man, Sanji. ]

We come from around the same parts, though, yeah. She's a Sergeant on my team, and a good one at that.

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