Yes. [ she states with surety. she motions for him to drink up as she stands up and grabs one of the unopened bottles of wine and wobbles out of the room and into the kitchen. ]

That glass better be empty by the time I get back! Also, do you want a poptart? [ he'll hear a bottle pop open and then something metal clatters on the counter as she drops the opener. ] I made them myself! [ and then she mumbles under her breath ] Oh, fuck. You probably don't know what poptarts are, huh? [ She's definitely opening the container of homemade poptarts and dropping a bunch on a plate. ]