Disclaimer: I do not own One Piece or any of its characters. I just love them.

Author's note: I really hope they're not too OOC, it's kind of hard to make Luffy serious :-)

I intended to inscribe a chapter to every single crew member (well, sometimes two of them have to share one), so that no one can feel left out, and the succession will be after the order they joined up with the crew.

Chapter 1: What If Luffy and Nami Slept Together?

It was a smooth night on a summer island somewhere on the Grand Line. Our favourite pirate crew was there, sitting around a huge fire with the townspeople whom they had just freed of another idiot taking their money away and suppressing them without any particular reason. Of course Luffy had to mess with him without knowing it, and the idiot got angry and wanted to teach the Straw-Hats the ins and outs. Apparently he had never heard something of Wanted posters or bounties, and so it all ended up – needless to say – with him and his own crew fleeing and screaming in horror after Luffy and the others beat the crap out of them.

And the townspeople were incredibly thankful, handing them jewels (causing Nami to shout for joy) and lots of food supplies (causing Sanji to shout for joy), but more important, throwing a party with even more food (causing Luffy to shout for joy) and plenty of alcohol (causing Zoro … well, you know what I want to say). Anyhow, it was a great party, one of the best the Straw-Hats had ever had. Luffy stuffed himself with every eatable object within his reach (and, as you know Luffy and his abilities, this is quite a little), Zoro drowned all his existing, non-existing and problems-soon-to-be in the sake handed to him from the all too eager townspeople, Usopp told his incredible, epic stories sitting on a chair that stood on a table, with lots of keenly listening people around him, and Sanji – well, Sanji sat in some dark corner surrounded by giggling girls who blushed at his fluted compliments. Chopper and Franky danced to Brook's violin as if they were insane, Franky with the obligatory coke in his hand, and Nami and Robin sat comfortably on beach chairs, sipping delicious cocktails served to them by attentive waiters and watching everything, Robin with a graceful smirk and a slight chuckle from time to time and Nami (not so gracefully) almost laughing her head off. Yes, she had a few too many, but as she was too drunk to notice, it didn't bother her.

They had been partying for about five hours now, and all the sitting and drinking took its toll on Nami. She didn't know how Robin managed it (for the fact that she was so drunk she didn't notice that Robin was a bit more … reluctant than her with taking drinks), but as for Nami, her bladder almost ached from all the liquid in there, and in her drunkenness, she didn't look for local toilets but headed towards the Sunny, weaving, tumbling and laughing about her captain's belly growing more and more. And as it is Nami of whom we are speaking, this clearly was a sign of disconnected brains and alcohol taking control, for normally she would just find it disgusting. Now she was wondering about how one could just eat that much and still want more, rather fascinated than nauseated, and then her thoughts instantly drifted away to Usopp's lying skills as she passed him … to the lovely violin music hanging like sweet, mature grapes above the whole scenery … to Chopper growing and shrinking variantly as he changed his forms showing some elaborated dance moves.

Yes, it really was a great party, and Nami hurried up since she didn't want to miss a single part of it. She did her best to keep her pace steady, but didn't really succeed, and so she staggered rather than walked to the ship where she struggled to climb up the rope ladder, but finally managed it. For a few seconds, she was a bit disorientated, but then she remembered and went straight to her room and further on into the bathroom.

Having relieved herself, she pondered about whether she should put on a jacket or not, when her thoughts were distracted by a familiar voice outside.

"Helloooooooooooo!" someone shouted, and usually she would have rolled her eyes on that, but, being drunk, she just started giggling and reeled to the open door. When she narrowed her eyes, she could see her (now no longer swollen from food) captain standing on the railing and looking in all directions while he continued shouting. "Helloooooooo, Naaaaamiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!"

After thinking of this a moment, she realised that he actually called for her, which she thought was strange. "Luffy?" she answered and waved as he looked in her direction while clinging to the doorframe with the other hand so as not to topple over.

"Ah, here you are!" he called delighted and waved back. "I've been looking for you, Nami …"

"Looking for me? Why?" she asked, and even through the haze of alcohol she was puzzled … until he finished his sentence.

"… because the others told me you were going to take more food to the party!"

Nami chuckled. Yes, this was definitely her captain. He must have been pranked by the others. Normally she would have sighed, but now she didn't care how freaked out that was, Luffy looking for her because he expected her to give him food. He expected everyone to give him food. He was like a dog, a small little puppy with big round eyes, and Nami laughed when she imagined Luffy with lop ears and his tongue hanging out of his mouth.

"What are you laughing about? I wanna laugh too!" he exclaimed, and before she could even grasp what he was about to do, his arm shot out and wrapped tightly around her waist, making her squeak, taken by surprise, and pulled her off her feet, forward, towards Luffy. She could do nothing to prevent falling straight into him, knocking him over in doing so. She landed more or less softly on his chest, her brain left somewhere on the way, and when she finally got it, her eyes widened.

"Ah, I'm so sorry …" Luffy began, worriedly expecting a punch on his head or in his face, but he was interrupted by a roar of laughter.

Totally surprised, he looked up to his ever so quick-tempered navigator, finding her curling up and almost laughing herself to tears. She confused him.

"Luffy, that was awesome! Do that again!" she giggled and buried her face in his red vest.

He sat up and held her by the shoulders, while she just couldn't stop laughing. "Are you sick?" he asked and put his hand on her forehead, as if to feel her temperature. It seemed normal, but her behaviour definitely wasn't, even by Luffy's criteria.

"Oh!" she suddenly said and looked at him as if she saw him for the first time. Slowly, she raised her hand and touched his face, traced the little scar under his left eye. "Looks funny," she mumbled, then yawned.

Luffy tilted his head and cocked his eyebrows. What the hell was wrong with her? But she didn't bother and tried to stand up, which seemed to be very difficult for her. So Luffy stood up and helped her by grasping her arms. When she was on her feet, she took his hand without saying a word but giggling all the time, pulling him to her room without realising.

"Nami, the party is the other way!" Luffy remarked, but she just kept on dragging him.

"Right, just have to get my jacket, getting cold now," she said and smiled at him. He decided that this sort of Nami was rather creepy, but a great deal nicer than usual.

"But Namiii!" Luffy tried to resist. "Where's the food? Usopp told me you had food!" he complained.

She gave a slight smirk. "I have none."

Luffy's eyes widened. "But then … Usopp lied!"

Nami just giggled. "Is that really such a surprise for you?"

Luffy pouted. Nami continued her way to her room, with Luffy in tow, for whom she suddenly felt sorry. "Never mind, Luffy," she told him and smiled, "we'll get some food on the way, okay?"

"Oh yes, please!" he shouted in excitement and followed her willingly now. When they were in Nami's room, she let go of his hand, leaving him standing in the middle, and knelt down in front of her cabinet, rummaging around for her jacket. Luffy watched her, impatiently bobbing up and down on his toes, having in view huge amounts of food and returning to the great party.

"Hah, gotcha!" she exclaimed and triumphantly pulled a thin white jacket out of the depths of the cabinet. In one movement, she leapt up and turned around to face Luffy, but she forgot about her dizziness and immediately stumbled backwards to the wall where her legs finally surrendered. "Owww!" she yelled out when she fell to the ground, jacket in hand.

In a second, Luffy was beside her, kneeling down and looking worried. "Nami, what are you doing?" he asked and offered her a hand to stand up again. "Something hurts?"

"No," she said, giggling again about her clumsiness.

"I think you're drunk," Luffy stated and grasped her hands to help her up, but she pulled him over with sudden strength. He cried out in surprise when he fell down on her, captured in her iron grip.

"Not yet, Captain," she whispered and looked at him with a strange expression in her eyes. "First …" And with that, she kissed him.

He jumped in surprise when her mouth covered his, but she didn't let him go and continued to kiss him. He tasted sweet, she thought, and found nothing special about it.

"Nami!" he said with a strangely shivering voice when he found a chance to free himself. "What the hell are you doing?"

"I'm kissing you, Captain," she chuckled, grabbing his collar and pulling him close.

"But … what about the party?" he asked, his face so close to hers that he could feel her breath on his skin. It was a weird feeling.

"Forget about the party, idiot," she mumbled and dampened his protests by kissing him again. She could feel his resistance fade away when she let her tongue slide into his mouth, exploring every inch of it, without even realising what she was doing. Her hands stroked over his chest, feeling the hard muscles underneath his skin, then pulled the straw-hat back and became entangled in his ruffled black hair. This was just a silly idea, born out of drunkenness and the absence of reasonable thinking, but to her, it was okay in this moment, even great.

Luffy stopped talking when she took control and let him feel things he had never felt before.

The next day …

Nami awoke from her sleep because of a noise. It was a loud, distracting, annoying noise which she could no longer ignore. It made her head ache even more and sounded like something … someone … snoring?

What the …? she thought, opening her eyes. She looked directly into sleeping Luffy's face, who was lying right next to her. In her bed. She sat up, confused, only to notice that she was naked. Completely. Butt. Naked.

Her head ached more. Her first thought was, I must be sleeping still. It can't be other. It's just a dream, some curious nightmare, I'll awake every minute and find out that it was just a dream.

She sighed and closed her eyes, trying to get to sleep again. But the noise continued, her head ached like hell, she felt awfully nauseous, and every minute that passed, her heart increased its beating until she could hear it echoing in her ears. And with it came the terrible realisation: this was not a dream.

She put both hands on her mouth, for fear of screaming and bringing the others to the scene – for she knew immediately that this, whatever they had done, should definitely not come out. Not now, not in one year and not in one billion years.

She waited a moment, unsure about what to do now, then she lunged out and punched Luffy on his head. The reaction came immediately as he yelped loudly, causing Nami to quickly put her hand over his mouth. "Shhhh!" she hissed and scowled at him, covering her nakedness with the sheets. He was naked too, she noticed now. Oh God, what have we done?

"This is entirely your fault, you stupid idiot!" she snarled with rising anger. She was angry with him, but most of all, angry with herself. But she wouldn't let that come out, so she beat him once more, this time so hard that he fell out of the bed with a loud clonk.

"Silence!" Nami hissed, desperately clutching the sheets to cover herself, while Luffy sat on the floor, scratching his head and wondering about why he was naked and in Nami's room.

"No, no, no," she muttered into her hands while holding her head. "This can't be true … please tell me that this is not true …" She felt like she could puke every minute.

"What am I doing here?" Luffy asked, disorientated, but then he remembered. "Ah, I think I know …"

"You know? Well, good for you, idiot!" Nami hissed and sent him her best and deadliest glare. She clenched her fists. She had to ask him if she wanted to know, for she didn't remember one single thing from last night. Had she really been so drunk? Well, apparently. Her head and stomach also told her so.

Luffy stood up, which made Nami look away. She didn't want to see … but it seemed like she had already seen. God, what had they done? She really had to know … but she didn't know if she wanted to know at all. This was unbelievable, impossible …

"Luffy," she began and he looked at her expectantly (she thought of a puppy, but didn't know why). "Luffy, what … what happened last night?"

His jaw dropped at this. "You …" He cleared his throat. "You don't know?"

"No, stupid! I wouldn't ask if I knew!" she seethed angrily. "Now tell me!"

"Well, you started kissing me, and then you undressed me and then you undressed …" He was interrupted by Nami's scream of horror and looked at her, surprised. "What's wrong?"

"This can't be true, oh my God, oh no …" she whined. "Oh nooooooo …"

"Nami-swan, is everything okay?" a voice called from the outside, making Nami cringe.

They mustn't find out! she thought, Never ever!

"Yes, Sanji-kun, everything alright, just had a bad dream!" she shouted back. How I wish it were true.

"Ohh, I could come in and comfort you …" Sanji said, and she could almost see him noodling around in front of her door.

"NO!" she yelled in panic, "NO, STAY OUT!"

Luffy gave her a puzzled look. He would never figure out his navigator, never.

"Put on some clothes!" she commanded, looking away, and he obeyed. "Oh my … this can't be true," she whispered once more and shook her head, which she immediately regretted for the pain it caused. "Now turn away!" she snapped at him. When he did so, she looked for her own clothes, dispersed in the room. She really couldn't remember how they came there.

"I noticed you missed breakfast, Nami-swan, so I made you a few nibbles …" they heard Sanji call.

"Oh, yummy, foo–", Luffy yelled out but was stopped by Nami immediately slapping her hand over his mouth again. "Shut up, shut up, shut up!" she snarled. "If they find out, we're sunk! They mustn't find out, never, so shut the hell up now!"

"Nami, what was that you said?" Sanji asked from the outside, confused. "Let me come in and I'll understand better …"

"YOU STAY OUT OR I'LL KICK YOUR DAMNED ASS!" she screamed madly. Sanji remained still. She hoped he would go away soon. For the moment, she had enough problems in here. First, how could she ever look in the mirror again? She was so ashamed that she had to restrain from looking for the next mouse hole – she would have liked the ground to open up and swallow her. But that wouldn't happen so soon, so she just sat on the floor, thinking, while Luffy sat next to her, picking his nose. She looked at him in disgust. How could she have done something like the thing she apparently had done to someone like him? He was like a little child, ridiculous and foolish and with no manners and …

She stopped abruptly. Like a little child. A little child …

"Oh my God!" she whispered in disbelief. "Luffy, I … I could get pregnant!"

He looked at her, questioning. "Preg-what?" he asked curiously.

She just slapped her hands in front of her face. He didn't even know … She had never imagined her being the one who taught Luffy the facts of life, never, and not in this kind of situation. God, she had taken both his and her virginity, she had raped him, he hadn't even known what they were doing …

"This is your entire fault!" she whined nonetheless, covering her overwhelming guilt with accusations. "Pregnant – I could get a child from you!"

Luffy scratched his head. "But why should I give you a child? Do you want one?"

"No, of course not!" she hissed. "But … the thing we were doing … it is the kind of thing people do when in love, or when they are married … and you can get pregnant from that!" Nami's guts twitched when she imagined a small version of Luffy maturing in her stomach. It was more than she could take, it instantly brought tears in her eyes.

"Hmm … but we're not in love, are we?" Luffy asked bewildered. "Neither are we married, so it sure is no problem."

"No, you moron," she groaned, "You don't understand – we already did it, and it is of no importance whether we're in love or not, I could still get pregnant by it!"

"Hmm."

"That's not gonna help me!" she yelled and stood up. I'll go and ask Robin when is the time I can get pregnant, she knows about such things, I hope, she thought but then grimaced, remembering she could not ask Robin without telling her. And she wasn't supposed to be told!

"Now, Luffy," she ordered, slowly calming down again and wiping the tears from her eyes, "we'll do it this way: I'm going out and you'll follow me in five minutes. And don't let yourself be seen by the others, got it?"

"Yes, but Nami …" She cut him off abruptly and went to the door, leaving him on the floor where he was. Opening it, she was relieved that Sanji was no longer there, so she went off to the dining room. When she was halfway between her room and her destination, Sanji appeared there and waved at her.

"Nami-swan, you can eat whenever you like, I made some delicious sandwiches for you …" She nodded at him, hiding her troubled feelings, and forced herself to a smile, but then a voice let her freeze on the spot.

"Nami, I can't find my shoes!"

She closed her eyes, almost losing her self-control. This stupid idiotic moron, why can't he do what I told him just once? she thought and kept smiling at Sanji, who now wore a deep frown.

"Nami-swan, why is he in your room?" he asked, and she could almost see his heart break.

"No, no, not what you're thinking," she hasted to say, still smiling while at the same time wishing to wring Luffy's idiotic neck. "He came to wake me up, and I beat him for that so he lost his shoes, that's all," she assured him.

Sanji came back to normal in an instant, "normal" meaning his eyes getting heart-shaped and him whistling, "You were so right doing this, Nami-swan, I could go and teach him manners if you like …"

"No, it's okay Sanji-kun, I already did that," she said, then turned around to where Luffy was still standing in her doorframe. "Look under the bed, idiot," she snarled, but he still kept on.

"No, they're not under the bed, I already found my pants and my vest and my hat, but I can't see my shoes …"

Nami's eyes widened at that. In her mind, she saw herself running at him and punching him so hard that his head would fly all the way back to Reverse Mountain. She slowly turned back to Sanji, whose jaw had fallen to the ground, all the lovey-dovey behaviour forgotten at what he just heard. Now this would be hard to explain.

"No, it's not like this, really, it was just …" she began, but Sanji had already jumped in Luffy's direction. Luffy didn't see it come, so he was completely unprepared for the hard beats Sanji gave him with his leg.

"Oww, Sanji, what're you doing, stop that …" he cried, and Nami ran to him, trying to get Sanji off, but even the body contact she had to made with him didn't stop the enraged cook.

"You touched her you shitty idiot, I'll make sure you'll never do that again, leave your filthy fingers off her, never touch Nami again!" Sanji cried madly. In a few moments, the others were there, Franky protectively slipping between the two and Zoro shoving Nami away and gripping Sanji around his waist. He did a better job than her, and so they managed to get Sanji away from Luffy, who sat on the ground with lumps and bruises all over his body. Sanji nevertheless cried further on. "You shitty idiot, I'll kick your ass off, I'll …"

"What happened?" Robin asked, curiously examining their faces.

"Nothing, just nothing," Nami answered, sweating. This really was the worst case of all.

Robin turned to Luffy, knowing she would get not one single piece of information out of Nami if she didn't want to tell her. So she asked Luffy, "Captain-san, what did you do to Nami that makes Cook-kun so angry?"

Luffy shrugged. "I dunno, maybe it was about yesterday …" he said confused and carefully touched his lump-littered head.

Robin pricked up her ears when Nami sent Luffy a deadly glare. "Shut up!" she hissed, but Robin turned to Luffy once more.

"So what happened yesterday?" she wanted to know, and Luffy, of course, immediately began telling her.

"Well, I wanted food and Nami was here so I asked her, but she had no food, and I wanted to go back, but then she kissed me and we took our clothes off …"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP OR I'LL THROW YOU INTO THE SEA!" Nami screamed wildly, but she couldn't prevent it any more: it was out now.

Sanji went nuts, and Zoro had much bother to keep him from coming at Luffy again. "I'll kick his head off! I'll take his fuckin' straw-hat and throw it over the railing! I'LL KILL HIM!"

Robin just stood there, a bit baffled, then she took a hand to her mouth and chuckled slightly. Sanji was still in his rage, and Usopp and Chopper stood there, looking confused at each other. Brook muttered something which sounded like "This is so crazy I can't trust my ears … but … one moment … I just forgot I don't have ears …" and Franky patted Luffy's shoulder in a gesture of congratulation. Zoro couldn't really react, for he had to hold Sanji back.

Nami covered her crimson face with her hands. This was beyond any embarrassment. She couldn't even blame Luffy for lying, for everyone of them knew Luffy never lied. And now everyone knew about something that she had hoped would never come into the open. Her shoulders twitched as she began to sob, tears flowing down her cheeks. She shoved everyone out of the way, ran into her room and threw the door shut behind her, then collapsed on the floor, still crying bitterly. She heard them call her name, but didn't open.

"Sanji, please …"

"Shut up, shithead! I don't wanna hear your stupid voice anymore!" Sanji was still fuming with anger, and he only didn't kick Luffy's head off because of Zoro watching him. He knew the shitty knife-swinging moss-head of a swordsman would throw himself between them in less than one second, and it wasn't worth it. But still, why had that idiot captain decided to provoke him even further? There he stood, pleading for food for he didn't have had any breakfast yet. To Sanji, this was more than justified, even though he was a cook and it was his business to make sure no one on this ship had to go hungry, a business he normally carefully accomplished.

"Pleeeeeeaaaaaase!" Luffy pleaded with big black eyes, causing Sanji to wonder whether he had used this expression on Nami with the purpose of bedding her just when the door opened and the wasted-looking object of his thoughts entered the kitchen.

"Nami-swaaan!" he couldn't prevent himself from shouting, but she just stopped him with a wave of her hand, not looking in any of their faces, especially not Luffy's.

"Please just give me something to eat, I'm hungry," she said quietly.

"Of course, of course, I'll cook everything you want for you …"

Luffy pouted, feeling to have got a raw deal. "That's unfair Sanji, why do you give her food and just shout at me?"

Sanji clenched his fist in his captain's direction. "Because," he said, obviously annoyed, "because you touched her and used her to have a good time!"

Luffy looked at him, not understanding a word of his saying, when Nami began to speak again, attracting all the three men's attention. "Never mind, Sanji, it was me who started it all. Now give him something to eat, he's hungry."

She couldn't have said anything any more destructive. In this moment, Sanji's world crashed down and he froze on the spot, shaking so hard that his fingers trembled uncontrollably and the knife he was holding slipped from his grip and fell to the floor where it got stuck, handle upwards.

"Na-Nami …" he stammered and his eyes widened at her who just stood there by the table, arms crossed, and looked to the ground. Then she gave a slight laugh.

"The worst thing about it is that I don't even remember. But perhaps this is better? I don't know." She paused. "Now, will you?" she asked softly in Sanji's direction, but as it didn't seem like he would do anything, she took an apple from the fruit basket on the table and went off, leaving the trio speechless. Well, the duo, for Luffy as usual didn't get anything and asked for food again, and Sanji broke down.

Later that evening …

Nami had returned to her room and stayed there until it was dark. She had tried to work on her latest map, but found that she couldn't concentrate, which was weird since it had never happened before.

According to the noise outside, Sanji didn't want to cook at the moment, a fact for which Nami felt deeply responsible but couldn't help it. She could have done the cooking, but she didn't feel like going outside now. Or ever again.

Before she had gone to the kitchen and caused Sanji's break-down, she had had a talk with Robin and knew now that this wasn't the time she could get pregnant. Lucky me. But although she was now relieved of this worry, she was still restless. She felt guilty, for one of the first times in her life. Perhaps she had ruined everything. Sure it wasn't that good that she didn't remember her first time, but that was her own fault. Even worse, she had dragged Luffy into all this, destroyed his innocence and taken his virginity, when he didn't even know what this meant – or should have meant.

She would never forgive herself.

A sigh escaped her mouth when someone gently knocked on her door. Perhaps it was Chopper who was worried about her health, or Robin, or Franky … she didn't want to see anybody at this moment.

"Go away," she said, burying her head in her palms, arms propped at the table.

"It's me," a familiar voice said and she froze. "May I come in?"

She said nothing and the person outside hesitated, unsure what to do. Then she sighed and just said, "Okay."

Luffy opened the door and entered her room. She could tell from his face that he was uneasy, something you rarely saw about Luffy. "Nami …" he began, looking at his feet, "umm, I … I'm sorry for what happened yesterday …"

Nami cut him off by shaking her head. "No, Luffy. You're not the one to blame. I am."

Luffy looked questioningly at her. "Why you? You were drunk, you didn't know what you were doing …"

"That's not an excuse!" she said sharply and clenched her fists. "I never meant to … I mean … I didn't want to do you any harm, but I did, and now I can't change it back …" Tears came into her eyes as she said that, and she wiped them away, frowning.

"But you didn't do me any harm!" Luffy said confused. "If anything, those feelings were … really great." He looked her straight in the eyes. "Robin told me about it and now I think I know what you mean. People do it when they're in love, normally, but that's not obligatory."

"You also talked to Robin?" Nami smiled a little. "She just knows everything, doesn't she?"

Luffy nodded with a grin, happy to see Nami smile again. "And I thought," he continued in his speech, "I thought that I don't want to see you sad. Last night you weren't sad. It was great to me, and it was great to you …"

"How do you know it was great to me?" Nami interrupted with a frown.

"That's because you said it," he grinned. "And you screamed all the time, this was a bit weird, but Robin said it was a sign that you were pleased."

Nami went crimson, but Luffy didn't notice. "And as you said the worst thing was that you don't remember, I thought …" He paused and stepped in her direction. "I thought we should do it again and this time you will remember."

Nami flinched. She would have never expected something like this, surely he was crazy, what an idea … "That won't go," she stammered, her face red as a tomato. "I still could get pregnant, and you don't know what you're saying …"

He pulled something out of his pocket, something like … A condom! Nami thought, alerted. Where the hell does he have that from?

He showed it to her. "Robin gave me this, she said it would make you not pregnant …"

Nami had to fight down a hysterical laughing fit, Robin you old witch …

Luffy waited for her to react, but as she just stared at him, he took a step towards her, then another, and another, until he stood right in front of her. "Nami, I don't want to see you so sad, and I want you to feel the same as I felt yesterday. It feels great, really. I hope … I hope we can make it as good as last night, so that you will remember this time."

She still didn't move, and so he decided that he had to do something. Last time she had done everything, kissed him, undressed them both and stuff, but now he had to grasp the nettle. Slowly, he bent down and placed a hesitant kiss on her lips.

Let's see if I can manage …

Author's note: This was my first fanfic, so I hope you enjoyed. English isn't my mother tongue, so if I made any mistakes or used words inappropriately, please feel free to review.

I really liked writing drunk and angry Nami and Luffy not getting anything :-) And yes, Robin really knows everything, I hope you enjoyed her being some kind of mother/bawd here ;-)