He locks the door behind him, leaves his boots on and goes to the sofa. He passes the 'better' bottle of alcohol to Bashir, opens his own (and floods the area with the scent of cinnamon).

"I think you've missed just how uncivilized I actually am." He drinks directly out of the bottle, blinks at the burn when it makes his eyes water, "and you underestimate yourself again. I don't know exactly what this sort of thing is, but you're better at it than anyone else here."