"Anything you wish," he replies, genuinely meaning it. "We are celebrating you after all." If she wants scotch, he'll let her have that. If she wants something more sanguinous, he's more than happy to give her that too.

He leads her into a lounge with a roasting fire and starts to pull out glasses.

"You know, this is good for you. I doubt you realise it quite yet, but this will benefit you greatly."