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It started beautifully.
The island was perfect; timing couldn’t have been more convenient. Zoro waited two years to finally tell Sanji how he felt, two years of training, two years separated from the crew. Zoro knew what he wanted to do when they got reunited, and he was doing it.
He made sure to tell Nami to find an island with different types of spices and restaurants because he knew how much the Cook loved to explore different ways of cooking and baking.
He planned out the day perfectly; he would let the Cook wake up at his normal time and then follow him into the town. Then anything that Sanji looks at longer than 5 seconds he will buy that food or ask the person how they made it.
After he did that for the afternoon, he would lead the Cook into the fanciest restaurant and pay for the food. He borrowed money from the Witch so this better work. When Sanji thinks that the day is done, he will bring the Cook to the cliff and tell him his feelings there.
It was perfect. Zoro did ask Nami and Robin for help with paying and making a reservation with a fancy restaurant, Usopp helped with the actual technical stuff and activities. But the plan was flawless. So, he set it into motion.