[Duke sees his opening. He presses the gun harder against her head, almost as if he's trying to push her gaze away with the barrel. Then in one quick movement he pulls his hand back, slides the clip out of the gun, and lets it drop to the floor.]

If I killed you now I'd be cleaning up your messes for the rest of your life.

Stop it. You are not the vampire Lestat. You are not the queen of the night. And sure you can kill me, but you are not going to scare me away.

You're just sick.

It's okay, Allison.