Please. Food. Beg.

//lewd accounts, stop.

Good luck.

If Sanji starves me, I'm going to find a new cook.

You know how to cook?

What can you cook?

(Sparkly eyes) Amazing! Can you teach me!?

Needs a malewife, to be honest.

HAHA! Sanji left the cookies out! She got them!

Cue the strawhat captain running around and looking for a place to hide. All of the cookies on board in her greedy little mits.

There she was, hand in the jar and cheeks covered in crumbs. Caught red-handed. She could totally get away with it this time, right? ". . . No?"

Wasting away from hunger. Because the kitchen is mostly Monkey proofed.

Oh no. That's not good for her. She's scrambling to get up and flee. "You can just make more!"

//"you goblin" Excuse you. Her identity is a gremlin and you really shouldn't let her eat after midnight-

That's it. I'm getting a dress so that Sanji will have no choice but to be nice and let me have the cookies. (That's not how this works but okay.)

Twirls hair-

Withering away from lack of ice cream.

Apparently, boobs don't float if you ate a devil fruit. Anyway, she's drowning. Send help.

She might be dead? Maybe?

Hanging her upside down might work. Otherwise, she just kind of looks like a rag doll.