Remember: everything Trafalgar law says is made up.

*Your mom told you your to see a doctors When the doors of the elevator popped open, you briefly looked up though the man that entered didn't seem to notice you. Based on his white lab coat and name tag you figured he was a doctor but the tattoos on his hands took a different story.* "What kind of doctor has tattoos on their hands?" *The doctor seemed a little surprised at first though kept his composure as he looked over his shoulder at me* "I'm sorry I didn't see you there. Are you you-ya?"