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"Aaand… here it is!"
Rayleigh looked up from his beer and at what his captain was waving in his face. He raised an eyebrow. "A piece of paper."
"Huh?" Roger glanced down at the paper, then laughed at himself and flipped it over. "A bounty poster," he corrected. "My first!"
Now Rayleigh was much more interested. He shifted on his barstool and leaned over to get a better look.
"See that? They've already got me pegged at thirty million." Roger grinned broadly, proud of himself. "Not bad for a rookie, don't you think?"
The number was not what Rayleigh had noticed first. Instead, he had looked above that, between it and his captain's picture, right at… "I think that they got your name wrong, is what I think," he finally answered, taking an amused swig of beer.
"WHAT?" Roger flipped the poster over and looked at it again. "Huh? GOLD Roger!? My name isn't GOLD Roger!"
"Calm down," he said lightly. "Gol D, Gold, it's an honest mistake."
"Honest mistake my ass!" he fumed, glaring at the offending poster. "It's COMPLETELY different! Why, I ought to go down to that base and give those damn marines a piece of my mind!"
Rayleigh chuckled. "Yeah, I'm sure that will go over well."
"Well, it needs to be fixed! You'd think they'd at least show a little consideration for the people they were trying to kill! For accuracy's sake, at least!"
"Calm down," Rayleigh said again. He tossed a coin at the barkeep and was presented with another bottle of rum, which he held out to his infuriated captain. "Here, drink this; you'll feel better."
Roger muttered something childishly but took the bottle anyway. For a moment there was silence as he drank it.
"Umwaah. Good stuff," he said as he set the empty bottle back on the counter. He looked back down at the bounty poster and considered. "You know, maybe it's not that big a deal. I mean, everyone likes gold, right?"
Rayleigh smiled. "Most people, yeah."
Roger grinned broadly. "Yeah… Gold and Silvers."
"We should get a Bronze, too," Rayleigh joked.
For a moment Roger said nothing. Then his smile grew infinitely wider. "Yeah, that's a great idea!"
"I didn't mean it seriously," the first mate protested, but it was too late; his captain already had the idea in his head.
Rayleigh sighed in fake exasperation and looked down at the bounty poster again. He would need to get one soon himself.
He had to keep up with his captain.