"I suppose it's something of a custom." Adrian shrugged his shoulders. For tossers. Something his father did to his mother when they were making some show at a public event. "But not something I every found need to do. A bit too formal for my taste." Adrian was the picture of casual. Formality was something he avoided at all costs.
"White wine it is." Adrian nodded his head and uncorked the bottle of wine. He poured her a half glass and handed it over before refilling his own glass with another shot of rum. He lifted his glass up and held it towards. "So now we need a little toast here. That would be a custom we have. Clink glasses say something that is in theory promising some shite no one actually cares about. So-" he inclined his glass toward hers to clink on the side. "Here's to getting good and snockered."