[ Squaring her shoulders at the sound of that familiar voice, Nami bristles, not quite over the way they parted company when they first arrived in Ephes. Her lips purse, scrunching back in a disagreeable scowl before the motion of the bottle in his hand as he offers it catches her eye and draws her glare down from his face in profile to the drink in his hand. ] I've already been watching. [ Nami mutters, her tone incredibly pointed, before reaching for the bottle and taking a swig - then another, following Zoro's question about Arlong. ]

Can't you get these people to bring you anything stronger? [ Her eyes narrow, passing the bottle back before she looks at the fishmen assembled at the tables. ] Don't know, hope not. Either way, the sooner we get what we need and get out, the happier I'll be, so. [ Nami turns back to Zoro, raising her eyebrows at him as she tips her head towards the gambling tables, taking a few steps away and hoping he follows. She doesn't think these guys are related to the fishmen at Arlong Park, but it doesn't mean she wants to deal with them by herself, either. ]