Simon looked over from near the kitchen, it looked like Chris had finally returned to the table.  He watched as Chris gave a peck to April before sitting down and examining the bottle of wine.  Simon wondered what April would feel if he helped along Chris' drinking habits.  If Chris was so blasted from the wine, perhaps he wouldn't even notice when April slipped out the following day for their little rendezvous.  So he decided to help take the decision out of Chris' hand.<br/><br/>When the chef called out April and Chris' orders, Simon carefully placed the cast-iron dish holding Chris's osso bucco and April's plate of sformato di zucchine passate o cascina stufato on a serving tray and brought them back to the table.  "Just in time for the main dish, signore."  Simon placed the respective dishes before Chris and April.  "Fresh from the kitchen, so they're piping hot."<br/><br/>Simon then busied himself helping Chris indulge in more wine by taking the bottle and popping it open, setting the cork aside.  He poured for Chris an respectable amount of the Sangiovese and turned to look at April, "Would you like some more wine, miss?"