He was bent to the engine he was working on, eyes closed as he 'fixed' it.
The approaching woman had vaguely familiar mental tones as he focused on her and he bent his head more, looking for all the world like a clueless American who had gotten lost. Got her. She's... hm. Familiar somehow. Here goes the show.
He let himself react when the Jeep got close enough to make noise. Banging his head on the hood, he rubbed it as he peered out, then waved a hand, a big smile on his face. "Hallo! Hey! Am I glad to see you!"
He was there with Domino to find the stolen lockbox that contained some secrets the American Government did not want released or disseminated. Their cover, so far unbroken, had been of tourists traveling to the local series of watering holes, where a minor religious mecca temple stood. That temple might contain a base of the bad guys... or something worse.