"Ooo!" Excuse Sparkle for a moment, Leto. He needed to be kind of delighted by the fact that he was making dinner for somebody, and that somebody had brought wine.

This was literally a first for him. In his entire life.

"Thanks," he said, expression brightening as he accepted it. "This'll go great with dinner. Uh, I forgot to ask, do you like spaghetti?"

Please like spaghetti, Leto. Sparkle would actually consider making a whole new dinner from scratch if you said no.