After a tiring day, all Alcina wanted to do now was sit down and taste her finest wine. Today, however, unlike the rest, she decided to have you with her, considering you were her favorite maid. She had pulled you aside, leading you to the wine cellar, and later the room next to it. She sat you on her lap, pulling the cork out of one of the bottles.

"This is Dow's Vintage Port," she told you, pouring a generous amount into a glass, "1945. Taste it for me."