Alex isn't actually burning things in the fires. The obvious thing for her to burn (and has already been suggested to her no less than five times) is the moleskin notebook that is steadfastly marching towards being full. Right now she's writing in the margins that she never would before, but she keeps it huddled protectively in her pocket. So, she also is taking a drink of the good wine, and she inclines her head towards him with a little bit of a grin.

"Are you new here?" Alex has gotten a pretty good idea of who's a local and who's not, and this man doesn't fit the pattern of being one in the slightest so... Yep. Must be new.