[The good stuff is tucked in her room, so she disappears for a moment. There's a rueful bark of a laugh from her at his comment, and she reappears moments later holding a bottle.]

It's all relative sugah. Someone's complicated might be another person's walk in the park.

[She makes quick work in acquiring two glasses to go with that bottle and setting them on the coffee table in front of him, pausing to eye her former seat thoughtfully while pouring.]

What'd you think was simple?