[Would you look at that, three of a kind.]

[Sanji's plastic grin nods his exit to Hajime, but glances towards a sour note when he turns past Jack with a distinct lack of trust in his eyes.]

[A sort of 'you just watch your step' moment passes, but then he's off, cantering back to the restaurant at a spirited pace- Hajime was right, service picked up at midday. He'd check in on them when he had more time on his hooves.]