If nothing else, at least she won't be drinking alone. At least, not if she deigns to offer some to her elven savior.

"Very well, madame," Fifi replies, and, pushing up off the counter, she goes to find a bottle that's already been opened and corked. She may be a bit slaphappy late at night, but even she isn't ballsy enough to go opening a fresh bottle of the masters' wine while they're asleep.

Popping out the cork, she takes a glass from the cupboard and pours a generous amount for Lexie.