Sonia looks delighted at the mere notion of the game, and she could use a bit of a distraction anyway, so she quite happily takes a seat on the bench, waving the bottle at Beth in beckoning to follow. It has the Vorkosigan insignia on the label, and the Vorkosigans -- well, the Vorkosigans make good wine, too.

"Oh, does that one count?" Sonia grins, not quite handing the bottle over.