"I can't help but be captivated by your beauty!" He grinned at her, more of a leer really, and refilled her cup. That wasn't entirely true, though her looks were a part of it. He was captivated by her fire, her strength of will, her compassion for others, her intelligence--he could go on all night. He could compose songs to her good qualities!

...He wasn't drunk enough for that yet, which was probably a good thing, because his poetry wasn't nearly as good as his prose. He raised his cup in a toast instead, crowing, "To Princess Tsunade, the ravishingly beautiful Godaime Hokage!"