Grantaire turned when he heard her voice, smiling as well. He took physical cues very well and kissed her cheek in return in a friendly, European sort of way before she pulled away.
"And I am glad to see your smiling face. Of course I made it. I said I would, and you said there were drinks provided." Grantaire already had the scent of wine which clung to him constantly (plus he was already well on his way to drunk), and still, this was the first thing he asked for. "You look stunning, by the way. Playing the perfect hostess."