Tony grimaced and banged a fist a few times, gently enough not to break anything or upset any stacks of business papers, on the desk beside him.

"I mean, I'm sure they have themselves convinced that the wine has oak and peach undertones. Whether that matches up with objective reality, maybe not, but damn they get paid well. You're right, though. Rich people are pretentious. Just look at me, right? Basically just one giant pretense. Not even an actual person."