Zenigata looked up, as Karen entered the deck with her fiery hair and a black gown that complimented her incredible figure. He felt a jerk inside his stomach, as he reminded himself not to stare at her like a moron with Smoker on deck. She was difficult to ignore, however, especially since it had been so long since he had been with a woman. The inspector shelved that while he was chasing after Lupin, trying to focus all of his energy and frustrations on catching the little French bastard. Yet, Lupin wasn't here.

He cleared his throat, trying to choose his words carefully. "Y-You look... Very nice, Miss Karen." He said.