"Oh, perfect!" Zacharias said when the bottle of wine was produced. He took it, the glass smooth under his fingertips, and turned it so that he could read the label.
"This will go well with supper," he said and he lead Merlin over to the table, setting the bottle down in the center.
"How are you?" he asked as he drew out his wand, tapping it against the neck of the bottle and murmuring a word of spell, to make the cork slide out on its own. He lifted the bottle again and poured some into each of the two glasses that he had laid out, handing one over to Merlin.