She arched an eyebrow. "Is that an invitation?" she asked. "I'm afraid I'm not quite inebriated enough to take full advantage of that sort of offer... yet," she added, as she tapped on a panel in the wall, revealing a few bottles of wine, and some wine glasses, carefully packed to maximize storage. Picking a bottle and a pair of glasses out, she popped the cork, and poured a generous amount for both of them.<br/><br/>"Why don't we talk for a bit, first. I imagine you probably feel at a bit of a disadvantage; after all, I know you fairly well, what with studying your very schematics, and all, but you probably don't know as much about me."