Usopp quietly tip-toed across the deck, careful not to make any audible footsteps. He knew Chopper and his impeccable ears were close by, and should the little critter hear anyone sneaking around on board, he would surely come out to check, and it would be game over, man. Game over!
He inched ever closer to the door, feeling the butterflies of excitement and ecstasy fluttering in his stomach in anticipation of the reward that awaited him.
His hands trembled as he reached for the doorknob, and he froze momentarily when he finally took hold of it. A bead of sweat coursed down his forehead, between his eyes, and ran down his long nose.
"Calm down, Usopp," he thought to himself. "This is nothing you haven't done before... You're Usopp, great man of the sea! Now face your challenge and reap the rewards!"
He turned the handle slowly, ever careful not to make a sound. He quietly pushed the door inward, terrified that the sea-weathered hinges might creak as he did so. Clearly, he was a far better shipwright than he though, as the replacement hinges he had put in and performed maintenance on moved smoothly..
The instant the door opened, he caught a faint waft of a sweet, sweet smell under his nose. Oh, god, that smell...The smell of the beautiful navigator of the Strawhats: Nami.
It was the delicious perfume she picked up in Alabasta. The ship always smelled faintly of it, and it drove him wild. Trying his hardest not to lose his focus amongst the sweet scent of the goddess, he edged closer to his angel's bedside until he hovered over her gorgeous, smooth, tangerine hair.