[He turns it over appreciatively, looking well pleased at the gift. It's hard for him to even get buzzed these days thanks to a Mythic resistance to alcohol, so the quality and flavor of his wine matters even more than it used to.]

You spoil me. [He ducks briefly into the kitchen to fetch a pair of glasses for them, raising his voice so that it carries between the rooms.] Can you imagine if I'd called you here for something mundane? For all you knew, my news could have been as silly as achieving the top score on that dancing game I told you about at the wedding!