*looks at you, his eyes narrowing briefly as he tries to assess what you're thinking (and comes up short)* *walks over to the kitchen drawer containing the utensils and swiftly finds the corkscrew* If it doesn't bother you overly, yes, I would like some.
*has no clue how to respond if you call him on this but, at this exact moment, needs a drink more than he needs your good opinion (which he's fairly sure is lost, anyway)*