"Let me get that," Porthos answered gallantly. It wasn't that he didn't think her capable of appropriating a bottle, but offering to do that for her seemed like the thing to. Especially given what they were talking about. Being gallant to a woman inviting you to her bedroom seemed akin to a duty, albeit a very pleasant one.

Never one to say things he did not mean to go through with, Porthos stood to go and fulfill his duty - after he gave her another small bow, first, eyes glinting in promise.