Diana watches with amusement and no small amount of sympathy as Dick kindly shows the young woman to the door, then smiles as he returns to the bar. "Your company, for a little while," she requests, the curve to her lips gentle. Her smile doesn't quite light her eyes; she's clearly a little down.

She lifts her empty glass, which had previously held some red wine. "And perhaps a fresh glass? Is there a wine you'd recommend?"