[he lingers a bit, because Sanji's energy is such a distraction from cleaning that Zoro basically picks up a little, then follows Sanji, then picks up some more, back and forth...]

Nope. Angelo said he'd be in touch, but I don't know how long it takes to fix up a bar into something fancy. I know he was tossing around names... [thinking, thinking] Lady Luck? Maybe. All I know is it was something that suited you better than me.

[at last, he's got about four bags of trash piled up by the door to take out, and the living room definitely looks more livable. Whatever you do, cook, do not look in his and Luffy's room.]