This man that strode up to her looked awfully familiar. Though she couldn't quite place him. That he knew her name.. Well that was just icing on the cake, wasn't it? "I got it from my room, where else? But ... I can't say I caught your name." Her accent wasn't even entirely her own, it was something only slightly more refined. Why didn't she remember his name? Maybe she'd just drank to much in that party the night before and didn't remember it. That was highly possible, because she didn't even really remember the party.
She held out her hand to him, "I don't suppose I have to introduce myself, but I would absolutely love to know your name." She did take note of his clothes. They were a little on the funny side. But they did dress a good deal different in South Hampton than they did in New York.