"And you must be Karrin," Dean turned on the seat to face her. He smiled and offered his right hand. His left held his beer. She was nice looking, he noted that right off. He smiled and his eyes trailed down to her feet and back again.
"I'm glad you made it. I trust the port key experience wasn't too nauseating?" He'd had a little trouble, his first time through. But it was interesting enough that he wouldn't hold back from going through again.