He sat down at the table and reached for the wine bottle.

She went back to the kitchen with the wine bottle in her hand.

The neck of the wine bottle was still in my hand.

He took the wine bottle and raised it to her mouth.

He had seen wine bottles in the public room, but there were none here.

He looked around for the wine bottle, but it was empty.

Now pass that wine bottle over here and let's get down to some serious discussion.

He raised the wine bottle and filled his glass again.

Not to shake the wine bottles when I bring them to him.

"They do say that there's truth in the bottom of every wine bottle."