[NOT ONE TO BE DETERRED!!! He'll just fold that extended arm back across his stomach as he swoops forward into a bow.]

Pleasure to meet you, Myriam-chan~! And yep, that'd be me.

[Straightens again, jutting a thumb at himself with a goofy grin.]

World class chef and cook of the Straw Hat Pirates, at your service! [A beat.] See, I actually have a job. I ain't a shitty deadbeat like that guy.

[He holds the rest of the newspapers out for her to take, brow furrowing slightly.]

Ah...mind if I ask -- what's with the box?

[Might be a good thing she's wearing it, though. Not being able to properly see her keeps him from going full on ridiculous spaz.]