[Only through god-like diligence does Sanji resist the urge to melt into a puddle of matter; not that this stops him from his usual giddy antics]

Nami-swaaaaaaaan~! I have a little favor to ask~! [The topic of said favor is busy inspecting this new, shiny bit of technology]

I found a New Feather in the woods, and she's a bit... [How to even explain this. His voice turns serious for a spell] She could use some help getting dressed, for starters. [That's not all, is what his tone implies, but Nami can pick up on the details for herself when she gets here. >>]