Zoro grit his teeth and grabbed the table to keep from toppling over. "Che, as if you could dart-brow!"

Still scowling, he sat up and fixed his chair. Brook, a lot more cheerful now, was back to that excited babbling he'd been doing when he first accosted Zoro. Still, the swordsman really could have gone without hearing that joke. If it could even be counted as one.

He was a little curious about Brook being a skeleton but internally admitted that Sanji had a point. Not wanting to acknowledge that out loud to himself or to anyone else, Zoro just slung an arm over the back of his chair and smirked. "What I really want to know is... can you fight or do you just play music?"

From the cheeky grin on his face, it looked like Zoro already knew the answer to that question.