Duke was actually in a lull, taking a 'break' as it were from the party, though he still remained in the middle of it. Instead of dancing, or even talking, he was just watching as he liked to do from time to time, a drink still in his hand. His attention only waned when someone elbowed him and he saw none other than Marek Bobbin.
A grin plastered on his face, he angled himself into Marek with a, "Thanks." Duke still had a way of always having those bedroom eyes when he was happy and he didn't stop himself now. Noticing the cigarette idly hanging from Marek's lips, he found his lighter and held the flame to the tip. "Suck," he said, rather casually.