“Ya can’t havvve my wwine.”

"Hmm… Good lord." Charlotte's eyes widen as soon as the flavors of the steak hits her taste buds.

"You're a great cook!" She says in approval.

"Coming from an epicurean, I am flattered.", Red shrugs.

"What kind of beef is this?... Never mind. It's those cows in the wood chip dimension." Charlotte says in realization.

After lovingly chewing the meat fibers, and swallowing in satisfaction, her curiosity does not wane as she goes for another slice on her plate.

"But… How is it possible to have this… very even caramelization and…" She continues on her analysis but, "Stop with that pretentious bullshit." Dominic cuts her off.

"You…" Charlotte wants to feel offended but the after taste of the steak stops her.

"Do you have wine, Dominic?" She can only ask.

"Let me." Red says as he pulls out ten wine glasses and bottles of his self-made wine from his storage ring, adding another list to Charlotte's mental list of questions.