Trefusis watched him contentedly.
"A good wine is like a woman," he said. "Except of course it doesn't have breasts. Or arms and a head. And it can't speak or bear children. In fact, come to think of it, a good wine isn't remotely like a woman at all. A good wine is like a good wine."
"I'm rather like a good wine too," said Adrian.
"You improve with age?"
"No," said Adrian. "Whenever I'm taken out I get drunk."
"Except that in your case you get laid down after drinking, not before."