It didn't take long for Erik to notice Dean, with the denim and blue collar air about him not usually seen outside of midwest America. He motioned to the waiter nearby and asked him to point Dean in his direction, and waited patiently.
He looked positively bored with this. If this guy was a hunter, this world really didn't need as much protection as he was used to.
As the waiter reached the man wearing jeans and drinking down a newcastle, Erik kept an eye on them both, even as Dean was led to him.