That question reminded Adam that he bad brought that bottle of wine with him. His nerves had taken over to the point that he had entirely forgotten about the cold bottle of wine in his hand for a moment there. "I brought this," he said simply as he walked into the kitchen behind her, then set it on the counter where Hermione could see it. "I mean, it's cool if you don't want to get into it or anything. But, the option's here."
Yes, Adam was fully aware of how lame he sounded, but he couldn't help it. It was one of the times when he wished that talking to someone in person came with the backspace key that his computer had. If he had one, he would have started that whole offering wine thing over again and figured out some way to phrase it better.
But he didn't. Suck.
"Hey, is there anything I can help with? I'm pretty decent in the kitchen." That wasn't a lie. With his mom working nights for so much of his life he sort of had to learn how to cook. At least some things. Otherwise he would have ended up looking like someone you'd have to roll around to get him places.