Ah. So she did know him. Or rather, he seemed to know her. And from the sound of it, he knew her well. Still, she couldn't quite put face to name yet. She needed a bit more refreshing. A picture of him from his youth would probably work wonders, too, right about now.
"I think I've changed quite a lot, thank you." She nodded curtly and shifted her gallon of milk to the other hand. "I'd say the same about you, but my subconscious doesn't think it was necessary to remember you." She shrugged as if to say sorry, though it was clear she was being sarcastic about it.