The fussy wine aficionado in him was appalled. But that little shit could shut the hell up, because the rest of him was like, Hot.

"Now that was impressive, darling," Astarion observed with a chuckle, rising and walking around the table to offer her his arm. "If you're ever short of coin, consider finding a rowdy tavern and challenging some of the patrons to a drinking contest. And do make sure I'm there to watch. It would be so very funny."