"In my mouth, preferably." She stepped back and motioned for her to come in, extending a hand to take the bag from her. "It's been a long day. Do you want some?"
She made her way into the small kitchen, digging around in a drawer for her wine key and opening the cabinets to find her wine glasses. She thought they'd been closest to the sink, but apparently they'd been moved recently. Or she'd forgotten where they were. At this point, either was believable.