White: Sure, I'll help. Wanamo: WHAT THE HELL?! White: What? Is there something wrong? Wanamo: By this point you should be begging for your life! Not nonchalantly agreeing to help! White: What does notchalmant mean? Wanamo: Why would you agree so easily? White: Sounds like fun. I haven't fought anybody strong in a while. Plus, I need a ship. Wanamo: Don't be so carefree! These are top-class pirates of the West Blue!!! White: What are you so worked up about? I you don't try, you've lost from the start, haven't you? White: No! Let me go! These are itchy! Wanamo: (a little bit stunned) U-um, okay...