Lana wasn't looking to being someone's notch in their bedpost. A non-memorable face among the million a man tried to solicit for sex. She was into having an intimate relationship. An honest relationship. Where she could share everything. Hopefully that was what the man coming up to her was looking to obtain.
Raising her eyebrows, she seemed unsure of him, sensing this was some sort of line being used on her. She would have been quick to write him off, but... his face... It was so familiar.
"Jason??," she blurted out, seemingly confused. Little did the woman realize this was just a case of mistaken identity. Especially since he did introduce himself as "Dean". But, maybe he was in hiding for some reason...? It's not like the men in her life were ever simple creatures. There always seemed to be something complicating things...