Clash of Egos! The Two Femme Fatales Meet!

Foodvalten within the Grand Line.

Marcellus stares out into the distance as his tourist boat moves slowly through a winding river.

Venusia: Hmph! How annoying! This boat is so filthy and these people with the feathers on their heads, so tacky!

'White' Mashima: Calm down Venusia-chwan. Relax and.....enjoy......the......vie *snores*....

Venusia: Baka, can't stay awake for three seconds.

Marcellus: White-san is right Venusia-chan. We came on this tour to relax. All our recent battles have really got us on edge. We need to let our bodies relax.

Venusia: Hmph, relaxing is unproductive and meant for neanderthals.

????: Oi! Who you calling a neanderthal?! I for one love ta relax!

''Said a strange unseen voice from way back in the boat. Surrounded by a crowd of wierdo's according to Venusia's perception, spoke a strange man wearing a cowboy's hat and sunglasses.''

????: Me too.

Concured a heavuly armored man wearing a cape and wielding an extremly large blade.

Venusia: Hmm, you two seem familiar.

Marcellus: Y-you guys. You're the Skyline crew aren't you?