To the amusement park!

Sabaody Park was as impressive as it was two years ago. Rides and games of all sorts lined the festival grounds, all enjoyed by the hundreds of patrons littered about. Of course hidden among the laughing families and loving couples were bounty hunters and pirates, Nami recalling the trouble of the slavers from her last visit.

But the rabble in the bar behind her, she now fully intended to enjoy herself while she had the chance.

"Young miss, young miss!" waved a small man from the side. Aside from his poor attempt at a toupee and his oversize handlebar mustache, nothing about him seemed the least bit threatening.

"You look like you have some time to kill, and I'm in great need of some help! Would you be able to lend an old soul a hand?"

Nami hesitated, not ready to provide any sort of charity.

"I'm willing to pay you for your services, of course!" the small man added.