Zoro has no idea that Mitsuru holds such a prestigious rank at the Golden Peacock; in fact, he's hardly even aware of that social hierarchy just yet. All he knows about her are two things: 1) she's attractive, and 2) she's a little snooty. He has to snort at her words.

Still, it's refreshing to meet someone who seems equally intent on getting this over with as quickly as possible. "I'll try not to," he says dryly, getting up to move just as close as he needs to in order to reach her arm. His hand steadies her by the forearm, and he ducks down to place a careful peck on her elbow.

Strange, but not horrendous. He sits back down, nodding at the dice to indicate she can feel free to take her turn.