George glanced up, a little startled at the sudden voice, but smiled at the woman nonetheless.
"Oh, of course," he said, rising and pulling her chair out for her.
Once they were both seated, he looked at the woman. She didn't look at all familiar, which reassured him that this wasn't someone he was supposed to know. But there was something familiar enough about her, a crackle of power. She wasn't Christian, but she didn't feel like any of the other gods George had encountered.
"Excuse me if I sound rude, but have we met before?" George asked, mostly just fishing for insight into who she was.