"I've got white and red," Samantha told him as she moved in towards the kitchen. "I'll open the red so it has a chance to breathe a little. Of course, I'll let the first glass of it breathe in my glass, but I have to taste it first, right? Make sure it's not vinegar?"

She did just that and turned back to him with glass in hand. "Can I trust you to not tell him? Or will it be more fun for you to tease him that you know and he doesn't?"