MarcoAce prompt for you - He's not wearing underwear
"You'd think," Marco says, leaning his head on his hand, watching the rest of the bar. "There'd be something interesting happening."
"Do you want something interesting?" Ace asks, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "Because I think we can get the guys in the back to fight us."
Marco considers the table Ace nods at for a long moment before shaking his head, "They're too easy."
"That's what you get for having standards and not going to the bar that Jozu likes," Ace says finishing his dinner. "We could be in the middle of a bar brawl by now."
Marco considers Ace for a long moment, "do you want to brawl?"
"I'm trying to entertain you and you're not helping."
"It's revenge for not being invited to your attack on the marine base on the last island."
Ace laughs, eyes shining in the candle light, "you shouldn't be. I left Kingdew black out drunk in a cell and left him to fight his way out when he got sober. He still hasn't forgiven me."
"Why did you leave him? Normally you make sure everyone gets out."
"Maybe for fun, maybe because he insulted someone," Ace answers, shrugging. He raises his mug when the bar tender next looks their way. "The world will never know."
"I could ask Kingdew."
"He won't answer if he's smart," Ace nods politely to the person who comes to refill their beers, sliding money over to them. "If he's stupid, he'll wake up naked tied to the front of the ship."
Marco raises an eyebrow, far more curious than he had been before.
"I, however, am going to go back to the ship. Because this is boring and I can think of plenty more fun things to do."
"Like?"
Ace grins, having slammed back his drink, "Strip poker."
"You want to lose that badly? You've got two items if you don't count the hat."
"You are overestimating how much I am wearing," Ace says, turning to leave. "If you don't want to come with me-"
"That," Marco says quickly finishing off his own drink and standing. "Was never stated. Maybe we can try something else, I don't think we will get far playing strip poker."
Ace laughs, smirking when he tilts his head to catch Marco's eye, "who ever said that it was supposed to?"