The redhead removed her feet from the table and reached out from the glass. She inspected it skeptically before bringing it to her nose, inhaling the aroma. She couldn't count how many times an enemy had attempted to poison her, she actually laughed out loud at the thought. Once she was satisfied it was safe she took a sip, and let a moan escape from her lips.<br/><br/>"This is divine, I do hope you live up to your name like you lived up to your sophisticated wine palette." She teased. "As you already seem to know, I am Serafina. I picked up the name when I first started out in Italy. After I had burned down an old villiage they began to call me that. It literally means the "burning one". Clever bunch, those Italians"<br/><br/>Serafina's eyes analyzed the man. She couldn't help but be curious. "Well, since you know so much about us, why don't you tell a little more about yourself."