You and you're enemy were at a bar. You had some shots before you were at the bar. You weren't drunk until you're friend gave you vodka shots again, and again, and again. You were super drunk. You stumble over to your enemy and try to kiss him. Axel turns around and grabs you. Axel: Look. I wouldn't love anything more than to pin you against a wall and have my way with you. But I'm not gonna take advantage of you being drunk.