It's a straight Mataro if'n you haven't guessed it from the name.
So there I was, sitting with a large glass of the Matarius in my hand. In struts Underworld's Selene (aka Kate Beckinsale). She's wearing tight black leather, and has a faint aroma of gunsmoke, and blood.
She's a vampire, of course.
I look at her.
I look at the glass.
I look at her again.
And I really can't decide whether to offer her the glass, offer her my neck, or swallow the wine and then offer her my neck.
Then I realise the vamp in tight black leather was in the glass all along, and I've already offered my neck...
....and my soul.