What he thinks of this is pretty obvious in the raise of an eyebrow and incredulity in his gaze. But only for a moment before he shakes his head and smiles again.

Pushing aside the wistfulness of another having someone to buy liquor for.

Then shrugs and pulls out one of the bottles and uncorks it to take a sip, deciding to be cooperative. Helpful, in this new world. He considers the taste for a moment before the smile brightens.

"If your friend likes good wine, they'd probably enjoy this one."