Looking over all the varieties of wine, brews, and other spirits, there could have been a system of organization, but eluded Alice beyond seeing fancy labels, plain bottles, casks, kegs, and varieties of white and dark red or black.  When Alice approached one of the acolyte-workers, she politely paused her work to attend to a superior--even a junior priestess.<br/><br/>"Certainly, sister, there's a bit of geography, color, and more esoteric refinement to the cellar's organization.  Let me go get that for you now, actually..." she explained, leading Alice to a particular set of shelves, these behind a large pane of crystal, and opened it like a door.  A chill breeze fell from the shelves, sending a small shiver through the acolyte who was warm enough in the basement with just a light white robe on.  Scanning through the lightly-colored bottles, she selected one and showed it to Alice.  The label's script appeared to mention some vineyard in Andoran, and the cork accessible by stabbing through with a silver screaming eagle head (https://cdn3.volusion.com/yjvgl.mrycq/v/vspfiles/photos/Eagle-M-Antique-2.jpg?1540135280).<br/><br/>"I'll have the bottle sent upstairs with your regards," she leaned in and gave Alice a peck on each cheek, a common enough sending-off for acolytes attending to their duties and requests.  The worker took the bottle back to the food prep stations to place it in a wine chiller of ice and hand it off to a server, he half-dressed more smartly in a vest, cravat, and trousers, along with Alice's notes on a platter.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Sure, why not?  Tamarie and company are already [Helpful], and nervous priestess also moves up two steps to [Helpful] at the kind words, even without the alcohol making the DC easier.</div></div>