[Having the number echoed back at him has Sanji realizing that yes, eight or nine is a lot - and all from people just trying to make sure he didn't pass out on the way back to his house. That's not only humbling, it's a bit embarrassing, too. He shifts irritably on the couch, buttoning his shirt back up again. His eyes shift over to the kitchen]
No, didn't get a chance. [And of course it goes without saying the Malnosso didn't bother feeding him] I'll go make myself something in a sec.
[Action] HUFF WELL FINE. /FLIPS
No, didn't get a chance. [And of course it goes without saying the Malnosso didn't bother feeding him] I'll go make myself something in a sec.