"I figure if you like something, that's all that matters," she said, lifting one thin shoulder in a shrug, still smiling faintly. "So we can both not know anything about the wine except whether or not we're enjoying it." She'd stopped being surprised a long time ago by the number of people who did things because of how they might look, but she still tried to avoid doing it herself. It was easier not to worry much about what someone thought of her.