Ah-ha, that is indeed something I came equipped to manage. [He takes a corkscrew out of his jacket pocket with a flourish and sets to opening the bottle. He pops the cork easily enough and sets the wine down on the nearest flat surface. Getting the cork off the screw proves to be a bit challenging, though.]

Denying a person the means to enjoy a good glass of wine is more cruel than I'm willing to support. You can take my corkscrew if I ever... [Still wrestling to try to get the cork off. It is a technical feat beyond his capability.]