"Prove yourself, hmm?" Isobel laughed from the kitchen after she ducked back in, soon emerging with a new bottle of wine and a corkscrew (see Ray, she did have one!) tucked beneath one arm. "And how, exactly, would you do that?" The deck of cards was placed on the table along with the bottle of wine and she took her seat next to him once more. "You like Shiraz?" Isobel asked as she screwed the corkscrew down into the neck of the bottle, holding it between her knees to keep it balanced. "I hope so, because finishing off the bottle by myself would just be a pain in my ass." Another laugh as she tried to pull the cork, grimacing with the effort it took.