text: Trafalgar Law had been having a relatively normal day. His engineers wanted to do engine inspections and then modifications so they'd tied the sub to the Thousand Sunny and Shachi, Roy, and Franky had gone at it. Any of his crew not inclined to mechanics were happily mingling with the Straw Hats, Barto Club, and Beautiful Pirates. He'd spent the morning working on his swordplay with Zoro, with a lot of bruises to prove it, and was now listening to everyone else yammer on and eat the huge lunch Sanji had made.
  
  Then again, anything was better than yesterday, when the Barto Club had showed up so they could party with the Straw Hats for Bartolomeo's birthday. On the upside, he had a lot of blackmail material on his crew now thanks to holding his liquor better than all of them bar Bepo. And he'd had the sense to cut himself off while the bear foolishly challenged Nami to a drinking contest.
  
  In the morning hangover cures had been dispensed with gusto by Chopper and Nami and everyone had recovered to go about their business. Or if you were Law, be an idiot and spar with 