[Mentally Smoker is already dead of cute. He won't ask for it back, just shake Ace out of it when he's demanding.]

[Smoker gets up and goes back to jitte katas, though as the dogs return the balls, he gives some to Ace to throw for awhile.]

Drunk enough, Portgas. But it's fine. I've seen you worse. [Flicks his eyes up in thought.] Pretty sure you've seen me worse. This you, I mean, even. [Snorts, still going through jitte forms.] Not just things you won't remember.