1 {scene: The dining room inside the Legacy}
1 Paris: This is nice. Sitting down to a dinner together. Pass the wine, thanks, Serron.
2 Paris: Quercus, do you want some?
3 Quercus: No, I prefer the juice of crushed animal embryos fermented in bags of human flesh.
4 Paris: I think I'll skip the wine...
4 Quercus: Or rain water, of course.

I was thinking about what a plant might think about people making wine. And then this strip pretty much wrote itself.

Oh, and that's a pretty bad forced perspective failure there. The wine bottle and glass look even bigger compared to the characters than they are in reality.