Even her name rang in the back of his mind as someone he should have remembered. Certainly if he'd come along a woman named Ruby, he would have. Surely. And yet, nothing.
"Don't mention it. Anything for a fellow...shopper." His friendly socializing was so poor. He would have to do better. Jefferson knew stuffed animals that did a finer job at Grace's tea parties.
Maybe that was where he recognized her. Ruby could have been somewhere around Grace's school, or a function of some sort. This was going to bother him until he figured it out.