Brunch had been... interesting, though forced flirting with someone simply to get a little 'information' out of them had been tiring - and Nami hadn't really come out of the deal with anything at all but a vague promise. Rather annoying, but she'd pulled the flirty card enough in the past to where it had become second nature to her to fall back into that routine when it was needed.

In any case, she couldn't take a break just yet. Her maps weren't quite finished (they kept getting interrupted) but she was quickly realizing that if she didn't get the information about the basement soon, they wouldn't be going anywhere.

The pirate had looked around a little bit for someone who fit one of the descriptions from the bulletin board, and while she disliked the thought of working with some other organization, information was information. And answers were answers.

Luckily, there weren't that many other women here, much less 'well-endowed' women, and Nami could only assume that the one stretching out here was the 'Matsumoto Rangiku' she'd learned of.

If not, then.. well, maybe she'd learn something else.

"A little cold to be laying out like that, isn't it?" Nami asked the stranger, voice rather friendly.