Name P.O.V.
I wore my coat and my scarf and took my basket with the files and cup cakes. Doflamingo asked if I could go to give those files to Rocinante and of course I accepted.
It was snowing outside and a lot of kids were playing in the street with snow. All of them were so cute and the place looked so beautiful in white.

Corazon/Rocinante P.O.V.
I was waiting a long time and I was wondering why did they late.
Suddenly the door open and a woman came inside. She closed the door behind her. What? A woman? Trebol didn't tell me anything about a woman. What's wrong? I looked at her.
"Don't worry. I know what I have to do." She told me.
I glanced at her weirdly. "O--okay..."
She quickly took off her coat and... she was naked!!!!
I sweat. "Why do you undress??? If you are hot I will open the window or the fan..."
"I know what I have to do. I just will let you to do what you want." She told me with a blush.
I freaked out. "Whaaaaaaaaaa?!?!?"

Name P.O.V.
Doffy said I would find Roci at the 'Montana Hotel'. I looked around the place. I was sure the hotel was around there. I saw a pink building and I read 'Moka's Hotel'. That building looked weird. What kind of a hotel was pink? Whatever... opposite I found 'Montana Hotel'. Yes, that was looked normal. I went inside and had a talk with the receptionist.
"Hello miss. How can I help you?" He asked kindly.
"I come to give some files to one of your costumers." I said.
"Can you please to tell me his/her name and I will call him/her."
"Of course. Donquixote Corazon, his room must be the number 237." I told him with a smile.
"I'm sorry miss but mr. Corazon still has not come and they are waiting for him."
"But he had at least an hour from when he left. He should be here." I said worry.
The man tried to calm me. "I am sure he is fine. Maybe he got lost."
I mumured. "Yeah... maybe you are right. Can I waiting for him?" I asked.
"Of course miss. Please take a seat in our living room."
"Thank you."
From the glass partition I saw again the weird pink hotel.
I asked curious. "Excuse me. What is that building?"
"Oh... well miss this is a love hotel." He told me and felt awkward.
"What is a love hotel?" I asked. I've never had heard about that before.
"Well miss..."
"(F/n)."
"Miss (F/n) this hotel is usually for 'Illegally' couples." He said with a blush from embarassment.
"Oh..."