Dean heard his name, and when he turned...His brow lifted as he saw a very attractive young woman he guessed had said his name. He gave her a once over; his lips pursed for a moment. She looked familar, and that smile wasn't to be trusted. He was pretty certain he had never slept with this chick...
"Yeah, just flew back in yesterday." He gave her a smile. "How have you been?" He didn't say anything just yet about being interested in her or taking her out somewhere. He wanted to know who she was. She knew him; why didn't he know her? If it was those damn books.
He shifted the weight of the tools of his trade. He wasn't impatient to move on, yet he never liked it when people knew more about him than he knew about them.