"Ah." Ignis was careful not to let his disappointment surface in his tone, especially since it was still a perfectly suitable choice, and he may have slightly gotten ahead of himself there. "Well. I've yet to meet an roussane I didn't like, and I'm sure this one will be no exception, especially enhanced," here, a small smile, in Shane's general direction, "as it's sure to be, by the company. But most wines, as they age, actually develop slightly different flavor profiles, and an aged roussane brings out certain notes of spice and nuttiness that would be quite complimentary to more autumnal fare...

"That being said," he added, this time with a more apparent smile, "all the wines I've had up until recently have been quite aged by default, so a more recent vintage will be a nice change of pace. Fresher, more vibrant..."

And, oh, this seemed to be veering a little into metaphor territory now, wasn't it?