Marcelo had gotten home well before Stephanie. He had peeled off his Vesper costume and then thrown lots of things around his one room base of operations. Most of his gear ended up near the trash can. He left the room and didn't bother to close the door like he normally did.

He went right toward the liquor cabinet. He went to his side of it and started pouring a drink.

He heard Stephanie sobbing. His hearing was superhumanly acute, and he had been waiting for his wife to come home. His jaw clenched as he set his bottle down. He leaned over with a small wince and grabbed one of the bottles of Spanish wine from the chiller compartment. He uncorked it and went to the front door.

Marcelo opened the front door with a bottle of wine ready for her.