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No, I'm not angry. See? I'm painting right now, on a wine bottle—

I'll take you to the cellar when it gets warmer and decorate the walls. I've wanted to do this for a long time. It took years just for the idea to take shape.

I want you to both inherit the winery, and have the freedom to become a musician.

Your family should not make you give up your dreams.

Guess it's come to this, nonno.

I couldn't even come up with a bottle from this year.

Maybe a bit of music to lift the mood?

The drummer walks to the instrument.

There is a finely wrapped gift box on the stool on which she has often sat. She lays down her drumsticks, opens the ribbon-wrapped gift box, and finds a bottle of wine within.

The label features two wolf's heads by the grapevines, one large, one small, with two drumsticks by the ears of the smaller wolf drawn with childish lines.

The label says, 'Verdi 1092'.

The drummer lays her hand on the bottle gently, then puts it back inside the box and takes up the drumsticks. The sound of song begins to echo through the bar.

'Se muoio in guerra, seppellitemi con un fiorino, versa le lacrime di mamma, sulla mia tomba come vino...'