Quynh taps a cask lightly with a wooden mallet, listens to the sound and shakes her head with a small smile. "Not yet. Everyone wants it now. It will be ready tomorrow. But since you are here, sit. I can pour you the one from last week while we wait." The cellar is cool and the casks are quiet. Sit at the small table, tell me what you are waiting for and I will tell you how long it should take.