Megan didn't really think much of what he was holding, mainly because she was so used to seeing people buying weird things on a daily basis it just didn't phase her anymore. Coming from a half and half family, Megan had stopped being shocked by the items available and what people would walk out of shops with long ago.
His face still wasn't ringing any bells and it was starting to bug her. She normally was very good with names and faces. But right now, this brain freeze was driving her a bit mad. Until he started to speak. She could honestly say that she didn't know too many people spoke with that kind of vernacular. She was at least sure of where she knew him from now. If she was correct she knew him from school, he was maybe a little bit older than herself, but that was alright.
"Poor kid." she said looking up the line a bit. "Looks new, being stuck here on a busy day like this. But then again, some people learn better that way?" she offered.
"Okay, I'm sorry, but this is driving me nuts. I know you from somewhere. Megan Jones." she said adjusting the apples in her hands.