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Please, Tez, share with us your spider evidence.
The count filled one glass, but in the other he only poured a few drops of the ruby-colored liquid. The bottle was covered with spiders' webs, and all the other signs which indicate the age of wine more truly than do wrinkles on a man's face.
At this point in the narrative, the Count has only just come to Paris a few days before. His steward purchased a house for him on the fanciest street in town and set about redecorating the place to match his tastes. The Count is not shy about the fact that he thinks he’s smarter and cooler than everyone, but even if he wasn’t That Guy his whole plan necessitates a carefully-managed artificial persona that hinges on conspicuous displays of wealth; to get as much access to his targets as he needs, he has to become a fixture of Paris society overnight, and that requires him to attract a lot of attention without losing his mystique. Everything he does has to paint him as a man of eccentric, obtrusive, but unimpeachable style, so that people will keep wanting to be around him to see what he does next: he has to constantly be breaking out expensive and amazing things no one has seen before.
Which brings us to the dilemma: old wine is a status symbol. There is absolutely no reason not to clean cobwebs off a bottle of wine on its way up from the wine cellar except to show off that it’s been sitting in place long enough for there to be cobwebs. Hell, there’s no other reason not to clean your damn wine cellar to prevent there from being cobwebs in the first place. The cobwebs are themselves posturing.
But the Count moved in like a week ago. Can you seriously see this dude trusting the previous owner of his house’s taste in wine? This micromanaging perfectionist jackass would have sent his staff scouring all of France for the nicest and most expensive booze they could locate, because that’s crucial to the image he needs to project.
But if he just bought it, the bottles wouldn’t have cobwebs on it no matter how old they were, and as discussed, this is clearly also unacceptable.
And thus, the only logical conclusion: the Count of Monte Cristo bought all the best wine in Paris, and then, because the effect would not be complete without it being covered in cobwebs, bought a bunch of spiders.














