[ a colosseum doesn't seem like much of a challenge, even if sanji typically doesn't have much interest in trying to prove himself in terms of strength, at least not in ways that certain empty-brained swordsmen would try to boast. there's plenty of confidence that his kicks could get him soaring to the top of a competition and there's certainly appeal to how quickly it might be able to boost his known reputation considering his own fresh arrival. but when he steps inside, he isn't met with grunting men carrying weapons or trials of combat, as instead, the glittering display of a grand ballroom comes into his sights.

instantly, his eyes spark with a newfound interest, the glint of the glittering surroundings reflecting in his eyes as one could almost swear they see actual heart shapes shoot out from them like birds in a cuckoo clock. ]

Ohhhhh! Hellooo, beau-tee-ful ladies!

[ really, his attention only swoops to one thing, thrilled enough about seeing women in ballgowns and flashy dresses that he doesn't even think twice about what it means to enter the dance competion: ]

(1) [ if he's lucky, he'll find that his partner is exactly who he hopes it to be — a woman — which will have him descending down on a knee, hand pressed to his chest as he exaggeratedly holds out the other, similar in pose to some dramatic declaration of love. ]

Fear not, mademoiselle! I will make sure the light reflects perfectly on your form as your dear Sanji-kun supports you in being an elegant, shining star~ ♡

(2) [ but most often than not, luck isn't exactly tilted his way when he particularly wants it to be, which is likely why he finds his partner not to his preference. lit cigarette slumping downwards from where it hangs between his lips, he frowns as an excessively curled eyebrow knits inward. ]

Oi, oi, what's this? I didn't sign up to do this with a man.

[ strategically searching around for a flash drive seems simple enough (not that he has any clue what a flash drive is, but he's sure he could improvise in figuring that out at some point). initially, he's plenty skeptical that it has to be completed while a certain rule from the spun wheel is in place, but when it seems to land on 14, an excited thrill soars through his entire body — his now very invisible body.

his lifelong dream! the power of invisibility! finally achievable here! sanji nearly abandons the task of the flash drive entirely as he's consumed with a race of ideas of how he could make use of this, giggling privately to himself while he steps further into the casino and ...

someone bumps into him, a look of confusion caught on their face as they peer around at nothing before moving on. sanji, tipped forward in the minor collision, regains his balance and straightens his unseen tie with a slight shake of his head. well, that's bound to happen once or twice. not a problem. now if he could just — another bump. except this time, before he could balance himself properly on his feet, in comes another, and another, as the setting of a very crowded casino proves its great inconvenince for someone who can't be seen.

knocked down to the ground, a few stray footsteps catch on his fallen body, nearly tripping in the process before moving on, one kicking him square in the head.

sanji inhales his cigarette nearly to the butt before this invisible man shouts loudly, ]

OI, WILL YOU ALL QUIT IT ALREADY!?

( open to doing other prompts or messing around with other wheel ideas! as a warning, sanji has a very loud (and often annoying) obsession with women, where he might lay on the flattery a little thick to start, but i make it a point to cool it down over the course of the interaction. also bear in mind that this is just an aspect of his personality and there won't be actual romantic intentions behind it! for women under 18, sanji will still be highly respectful but there won't be any alluded physical attraction. his canon point is generally considered to be post the whole cake island arc. )