Izzy arrived at the bookstore just in time to hear the muttered exclamation and she had to suppress a grin. "I remember when I first saw the place," she told him as she stepped into the building. "I thought I'd died and gone to heaven when I saw their engineering section."
She wasn't sure how 18th Century Frenchmen greeted new acquaintances, so she stuck with standard 21st Century American custom and stuck her hand out for him to shake. "Hi, I'm Izzy. It's nice to meet you in person."