The figure, now visibly agitated with the absurd narration, walks off-camera to enjoy his wine in peace and quiet. Undaunted, the blissfully unaware narrator follows the figure, and continues to whisper:

When a wine's youthfulness begs you to share it with laughing, romping friends within the next year, and costs one-fourth that of a bad bottle of perfume… that's Obsession.

(And it's chimp wine! Perfect for your next party, there's absolutely no reason not to have a couple bottles of this on hand. Summer will soon be gone, but we can still drink the wines of July! This slightly sweet, slightly fizzy golden girl is sunshine and skinny-dipping all in one! Is it the best wine you'll ever have? Likely not. Is it the kind of wine that can lift a party (or at least drag it out of the kitchen - where all parties seem to naturally gravitate)? Absolutely!)

The narrator, now feeling as though his job has been stolen by the parenthetical commentary above, slowly sulks away. Somewhere in the dusk, a dove sighs.

Fin,
TSW

* - Chimp wine is a WoW designation signifying a no-brainer, must-buy wine (as in, "You'd have to be a chimp not to buy this wine.").

A half naked figure stands in silhouette by the door. He weeps, yet is smiling as the light from the small window touches his face. Then her hand brushes his cheek.

WHISPERED VOICE OVER: When honeysuckle fills a golden glass, sharing the air with stone fruits and enticing spices… that's Obsession.

When your mouth is ravaged by sultry fruit flavors, yet is washed clean and kept light by slight effervescence and bright acidity… that's Obsession.

The figure walks toward the camera, and the light drops from his face and onto the wine glass in his hand. The volume of Mozart playing in the background rises.

When the symphony can be heard all around you, and is within you… that's Obsession.