"I'm 'Burning Winds'. Just 'Winds' to my friends." He raises an eyebrow. He doesn't remember Meredith, so she's probably a friend.

A drink is poured for Meredith; she didn't ask for anything in particular, it's a heavier, full-bodied drink compared to what the other guy is drinking.

"I've got plenty of practice." At observing, that is. At drinking, he's still an amateur. "Nice to meet you, ___?"