At that, Neal looks less than happy. It's too close for comfort and he hates the idea of it all. Not because it's such a deviation from the life he's used to, but because there are already things he doesn't think he'd like to forget.

"Speaking of parties," he says, hoping to change the subject, "Were you shopping for wine?" Not wanting to face the idea that Jean-Paul wouldn't lie about such things, that he might be right about the whole damn thing, he's intent on changing the subject to something more pleasant. "It's a bit rich for my blood at the moment, but I do give excellent recommendations."