[Jamie returns Terry's look flatly, just on the off-chance he's being mocked - Jamie honestly can't be sure anymore, and tends to always suspect the worst anyway. When he gets to the bar he orders a shot of something too - Jaegermeister, to be exact - and claims a seat.]

So who are you, anyway? [Since Terry already knows (kind of) who Jamie is. Jamie's aware the guy looks familiar and is a fellow newb, but can't place him beyond that.]