At least he's no longer insisting she drink wine. Daine explores the contents of his basket and emerges with a bottle of water - a fancy bottle of water, all elegantly shaped and tinted glass. There's a faint hiss as she unscrews the cap, which gives her a moment's pause, and she takes a small, cautious sip. It's fizzy. She knows fizzy water exists, but this is the first time she's had it, and she pulls a face as the bubbles go straight up her nose.

But at least it's just water, when all is said and done. She takes another more measured sip. "Haven't seen you in ages," she says. "How have you been?"