[Not the best feeling in the world, no, but Nami's more taken up with being startled by suddenly standing on a beach in the rain and wind and whatnot and so for a few moments just looks kind of like a deer in headlights. (One that's getting mugged by its own hair.)

Oh my god, this is so much better. She'd offer to have your children, but she's married.]

You are officially my favourite person this week. Thank you. If you ever need a job or-- a favour or something, look me up! My name's Nami.