Viola's expression gradually froze as she stared at him in disbelief.
She pretended to be angry.
And she said, "Jerry, don't you believe me?"
Jerry laughed, "Silly girl. I was just joking with you. I believe you. But was the wine prepared by you or Orlando? I can't trust him."
Viola showed Jerry the empty glass in her hand.
And she said, "I drank it all. If there is something wrong with the wine, then I should be the first to fall."
Jerry didn't speak. He shook the glass in his hand quietly without drinking.
Viola was slightly unhappy. She let the wine breathe for enough time. She pouted and looked at the entire bottle of wine. "Could it be that you want me to finish the entire bottle of wine like you did last time?"
Jerry didn't say a word.
Viola reached for the entire bottle of wine on the table in a fit of pique.