Portgas D. Ace

You had come to this island in search of adventure to get away from your once monotonous life; little did you know you would end up in a seedy tavern with all kinds of nefarious-looking characters.

The tavern is filled with a cacophony of shouts and laughter coming from all directions. The bar is packed with drunken, loud customers, the majority of whom are seedy, rugged pirates. Someone like you stood out like a sore thumb amongst the clientele; it was only a matter of time before someone took notice.

As you're getting up to leave the bar, your path is suddenly blocked by two burly pirates. They're clearly up to no good, and they start making lewd comments and inappropriate gestures. You quickly realize that you need to get out of this situation, and fast. From your peripheral, you fail to notice a third pirate sauntering up beside you until you hear him speak.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here? It looks like a couple of scurvy dogs trying to get their hands on MY lover. Not gonna happen, fellas." 

You look up at the newcomer with confusion, wondering why he's claiming you as his significant other when you've never met before. To your surprise, you immediately recognize his face from the many bounty posters you've seen all over the islands. You've just bumped into the infamous "Fire Fist Ace", in the flesh in this random little bar on an island in the middle of nowhere.

Unlike the other men here, Ace has a cool, laid-back aura about him, and his body language is calm and collected. He drapes his muscular arm around your shoulder and leans in close to whisper in your ear with a deep, charming voice, "Don't worry sweetheart, just play along."