"Wow, not even trying to be subtle, are you?"
"I know, I suck..." Debuki was down in the dumps.
Then Franky said, "Hey, I like your honesty about what you want to do, even if it is weird."
"Thanks, I guess..?"
"You're welcome, now go and do what you want to do!"
And so, Debuki found her way to the women's quarters, where she saw Nami, confused for some reason."
"Hey, Nami." Debuki said.
"Oh, hi Debuki." Nami replied. "I was just looking through my maps, and I was confused at this place called Thriller Bark, but I don't know what that place is."
"Oh, OK."
"But enough about me," Nami said. "I want to know about you."
Debuki saw her chance. "Well, I ate the Fat-Fat, remember?"
"Yeah, I've been meaning to ask about that: aren't you upset in the slightest that your Devil Fruit made you fat?"
Debuki then said, "Truth be told, I was fat before the fruit."
"Huh, is that right?" Nami was interested.
And so Debuki explained: "You see, people spend too much time trying to stay thin, and they do that by eating salads, and they go on diets too. Though in the longrun, we're all gonna die someday, so I figured, why the heck should we be skinny when we could be fat? You can eat what you want, you can always be warm, and you have more padding. Now you may have this thing," she poked at her chubby belly, "but it's well worth eating what you want."
Nami thought it over. I can't believe I'm actually considering this. Then again, who cares about my looks in the long run? I could eat what I wanted, when ever I wanted. Hmm...
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