Arriving on the scene, Jen easily spotted Priestly. Honestly, between his kilt and his mohawk, he was pretty hard to miss. She'd like to think she would be able to pick him out of a crowd without those things, though. But the certainly didn't hurt when trying to track him down.
Giving a little wave, she made her way over with a warm smile on her face. "Hey, you," she greeted him. not even waiting for him to rise to his feet, she wrapped her arms around him in a hug before stepping back enough to let him stand. "I didn't keep you waiting for too long, did I?"