I'd make a joke about pilfering from the wine cellar, but, I don't need rumors starting. ( The Balfours do take great stock in talk. ) I do bring my own bottles. The Balfours stock Il Sangre, but variety is the spice of life.

( And he, like Stephen, he bets, enjoys a fine bottle of red. And good company. )

And there's nothing wrong with inviting someone back and impressing them with your good taste. ( And, it's what do they call it? A "throwback" bottle. Vintage. Like them. He steps forward, a smirk forming as he lightly clinks his glass against Stephen's. ) My good taste.