Marek had definitely enjoyed being corrupted, before. In truth, Duke was one of the few people that had actually managed it: Marek was fairly open-minded, but he'd only shagged women before meeting Duke. And had only shagged women since, because a man's appeal was not nearly as strong to him, in general.
He took the drink, and chuckled when his cigarette was removed for him. He lifted his glass and clinked it against Duke's knuckles, toasting him even though the older wizard wasn't holding a drink. Then he drank deep, enjoying the burn as the alcohol went down. Man, it had been a while since he'd had a drink in this context. He felt lighter than he had in a while.
"I hardly even noticed you were gone," he said with a smirk. The truth was, he'd gone to one of the concerts near the beginning of Duke's tour, not for the purpose of seeing Duke. He'd ended up shagging someone else, a girl, that he'd met in the crowd. "I would've nicknamed you the Invisible Man, but I'd have had to be thinking about you."