Ace knelt down to help steady his intoxicated friend and rolled his eyes. "Because they are." He said knowing any explanation would go right over his head. It was the same reason all the rest of him was smooth too. He simply didn't allow the hair to grow in the first place. Being a logia was sometimes a wonderful thing in that regard....and he liked being smooth. Hair was itchy and cumbersome and smelled terrible when burned.

"Want some help into the chair or are you okay on the floor?"