"Ah, yes," Severus answered, with another smirk. "How could I have forgotten?" He immediately pulled his wand to open the bottle she'd indicated, and then moving to the cupboard where she kept the glasses to fetch one for each of them. His eyebrows rose, however, when he noted that she'd gotten proper wineglasses at last, instead of the Transfigured ones they'd used previously.
He poured the wine as she tended to the stew and then brought both glasses and the bottle over to join her at the table. After nodded when she said the stew would be another ten minutes, he sighed softly. "Before this evening, I would have said wonderful." Then he frowned, raising his glass for a sip. Because there they were, right back on Dumbledore again. His appetite would likely never come back, at this rate.