[She doesn't quite open the door yet. She just leans on the door, ear to it, looking hopeful. She may or may not have her wooden sword in one hand. She just... wants to try to make him happier. After her little tiff with Sanji, she's starting to at least appreciate... trying to make a happier mood. Because she can't really fix anything--but if she could just... make it better...
She makes her voice deep. Menacing. Maybe he'll play along. Maybe, she hopes.]
[Action]
She makes her voice deep. Menacing. Maybe he'll play along. Maybe, she hopes.]
Who's there?
Is it Uncle Law, the master sword man?