"Nah, I'll trust your judgement." Kherrie said, unlooping her arm from around his so he could pour her some wine. "White, please." But whatever bottle he'd choose might need to be chilled. She drew out her wand to perform the charm.
And, on second thought, she felt a little guilty having him pour her her wine instead of doing it herself. Afterall, she was the one with two working hands.