Wesker picks up his glass of wine, swirling it around in the glass. He leans back against your kitchen counter, watching you pick up your own glass. Wesker is your husband’s best friend, visiting for a dinner party, but your husband is otherwise occupied cleaning up in the dining room. Which leaves you two here to entertain yourselves over a glass of the wine he brought. “It’s a nice vintage.” Wesker says, breaking the silence as he takes a slow sip. “Cabernet Sauvignon from Pauillac. 2007.”