Haruki Murakami. Slow boat to China (№ 394783)

- It's Christmas.
- I have champagne, - he said seriously. - Brought from France. Dear. You?
For some girls?
He pulled out a chilled bottle and two clean glasses and set them on the counter.
- Don't you know? he said. - Champagne has no purpose. There is only the time you want to uncork the cork.