Luke smiled to Irene when she mentioned the bags.  "No... it was my pleasure, really.  I wanted to."<br/><br/>He moved then, from the rail where he was standing back into the house proper.  The "dinner team" seemed to have things just about ready, and he began helping to move food from the kitchen to the table.  He opened the refrigerator and found a pitcher of iced tea, which he put out.  His brain was flipping in a few different directions, and was now additionally occupied with trying to figure out exactly what mustard had going for it in the burn department...<br/><br/>He turned then, towards Ashlyn and Emiko, "Do we have a bottle of wine for the table, I don't know about everyone else, but that might be... relaxing.  I have to apologize, with the flights and all, they don't let you carry liquids - I meant to pick up a bottle or two before I left the airport but I was a little distracted and I forgot."