"Lies and slander," Smoker replied, adding insult to injury with a dour look and a roll of his eyes. He didn't set him down right away, instead tossed the hat towards it's normal resting spot, kicking his boots and socks back off and then gloves. Belt and Harness next, he moved carefully towards his desk, rummaging around for his glasses after setting the papers and news paper on the desk. "Portgas, you know you can flash dry yourself, right? You're dripping still," he said, flicking the wire rimmed glasses onto his face.