Kinjal recognised him, of course. It was hard not to, considering that it was ever so obvious to her that he wanted to keep his identity hidden from anyone who might see. It made her think that he had a reputation that he needed to protect, and that had intrigued her from the very beginning. The fact that he had tipped her quite well had helped as well, and that was why she never ignored when he came in.
As it was, she subtly watched as he moved around the room, taking note of where he sat. She waited a few moments, not wanting to seem as though she was desperate for his business - especially as she wasn't (she wanted it, sure, but she didn't need it and that was the difference), and then she pushed off the bar. She took her time making her way over to where he sat, leaning over the back of his seat, her lips almost but not quite touching his ear, she said, "Can't stay away, can you?"
She knew how he worked, and she knew what worked, and that was why this relationship worked so well.