[Hazel is so sweet, to bring this up out of nowhere. He smiles, leaning closer to kiss at Hazel's cheek, and his lips if he'll turn into it enough.]

I can't wait. [He really is excited. It's already a surprise, so he laughs warmly and then pulls back just enough to bring his wine glass back to his own lips.] What a lovely lineup already, but what about some sort of regular outing? Visiting a new place to drink or eat once a month... that sort of thing.

[Hazel is better at this than he is because he still doesn't know the plural form of bus, and so on.]