"Wine, huh?" Clark looked down at the bottle. It would be sort of tricky to open with the way that the cork was lodged in there. But there was definitely a way to take care of that. "I think..." He moved around the table and pulled open one of the kitchen drawers. Reaching inside, Clark pulled out a screwdriver that he had stuffed in there a few days ago after repairing a loose hinge on the kitchen door. He moved back over to the bottle and picked it up. Then, taking careful aim, Clark drove the tip of the screwdriver into the cork. With normal strength, the task would have been difficult. But Clark managed it easily.
Keeping a steady hand on the bottle, he tugged the cork out; a loud pop filled the room as a result, but Clark didn't pay it any mind. Instead he offered the freshly opened bottle of wine back to Dean, flashing him a warm smile. "There you go. What's it for?" Yeah, because he had to ask. It was pretty early in the afternoon. Who drank at this hour?