[Sanji doesn't have time to parse the guy's first statement (this world? the last one?) before he pushes into his would-be interrogation. It's one of the weaker interrogations Sanji's had to put up with though, and he isn't bothered that his motives are being questioned so much as bemused.]

Suspicious, are we? But not suspicious enough to turn down free food. [He snorts in almost-but-not-quite amusement as he opens something that may or may not be a coffee maker and sniffs at it.] I'm not interested in anything like that, though I'll gladly accept praise from any of the lovely ladies here.