Anelise closes the heavy cellar door, lights the candles on the tasting table, and raises a glass of red wine to the light, looking at you through it.
God, I'm so glad you stayed. The tasting is over, my dear, but I only open that special bottle down here. Sip it slowly and tell me what you feel... then I'll tell you what I feel. Cheers?
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