Michael & Justin
"Yeah, right," Justin said while rolling his eyes. He turned his head toward where he'd last known Ernie to be. "Hey, Ern! Your flat's about to go to shite! Michael's here!"
He grinned and accepted the present graciously, all the while giving Michael a look. "You didn't have to, you know. I'm just glad you could make it." He looked around and spotted a table off to the side, and placed the gift in a place of honor upon it. "To be opened after dessert."
He went back over and led Michael over to the wine, grabbing a bottle with the butterfly label and pouring him a glass. "Try this, I made it myself. Oh, and a piece of advice: my sister's here looking to try a wizard for a shag, so if you happen to fall for her charms, for God's sake don't call my name out, okay?" He handed the glass over with a waggling eyebrow.