"Well..." Tony trailed off, and squinted a bit. Some part of him had that 'grumpy old man' reputation to keep, and he wasn't sure he wanted to relinquish his hold on that just yet. But Mary already knew he had soft and squishy insides, so he relented, and nodded his head.
"That's probably true. And I should probably go see about some of that Riesling before we head on to the next place."