"...You want ta be queen o' the pirates."

Worches pinched the bridge of his nose, sighing.

"An' ya don't even have a boat. Do Devil Fruits cause brain damage, lass? Is that why ya came into the Drunken Demon an' started insulting the local hoodlums?"

He shook his head, following the girl out, taking the bottle with him.

"If ye be a true laggard, I'd be a whoreson fer talkin' down of ya. Can't let ya go stickin' dubloons up yer nose or jumpin in' the water because ye see a pretty fish, so I guess I HAVE to come along."