"Yes, you do." Jane took the form and began to fill it out, a pleased little smile forming on her lips. She took her time scribbling in the information, and she occasionally stopped to look up at him. He couldn't wait to get rid of her. Jane wondered how many of the others still lived nearby, and if Neil ignored them as expertly as he was trying to ignore her now. Jane was guessing they didn't have their own little support group that met in the basement of a church nearby.
"I could see the recognition as soon as you saw me. But if you need me to jog your memory, I can tell you where we met, and when, and how long we knew each other. That might help?"