He raised an eyebrow, and said, "Hmm, true, and then some more for good measure."<br/><br/>He sipped his own wine, loving the taste of grapes, even if it was a bit dry for his taste. He preferred the grape juice before it fermented himself, mostly because mixing magic and alcohol was a BAD idea. He idly glanced at the table, and then said, "How about we rest on the bed? I will move the table closer. All the better for you to... 'punish' me. And I promise to try and not enjoy it. Too much."