Dean was at a bit of a loss on how to get ready to see Ginny. He wanted to look nice, but (1) he didn't have many options in the way of clothes, and (2) he had to keep reminding himself that this wasn't his Ginny, in so many ways. Still, he cleaned himself up as best he could, checked his hair and teeth in the mirror, and headed down to the lobby, trying to keep his smile as natural-looking as possible.
He had worried about recognizing a Ginny who was fifteen years older than the one he knew, but when he saw her he recognized her instantly. Sure, she was older, but she was still the same fiery Ginny he knew. He gave her a wave and headed in her direction. "Gin!"