"I'm sorry for eavesdropping, it's a problem of mine. But I hope the suggestion helps in the least." Usually people introduced themselves and made on with pleasant conversation before telling one another what to do. Jefferson was being very rude, tsk, so he made a point to try and correct that, turning and extending his hand to offer a handshake, and the best smile he could muster. "My name is Jefferson."
Another point of oddness, he felt as if he might have known this woman from somewhere. He didn't recall ever meeting--but Jefferson did do a lot of traveling in his time, and continuously put people and experiences out of his mind. "My daughter has a few terrariums in the kitchen and her room. I thought they were trivial at first but they are...whimsical, if you could call it that. Their little plant life brings a comfortable feeling to the room I guess."
Grace usually knew what she was talking about in terms of a ten year old. Jefferson was slowly learning to listen to her more often.