"I don't like the smell of...alcohol." you say.

"So, you don't like the smell of alcohol.. but I'm only a little drunk. I can promise that I can still control my body and mind.I can still do whatever I like, such as.."

"such as..?" you ask

Duke kept looking into your eyes, he was about to say and do what he wanted to do, He looking at you, then he thought better of it, he frowned and then spoke with no expression "nothing, never mind, it's not important..."

said the duke then left