"Miss...Smith?" The cogs in Zachariah's head finally aligned, suddenly realizing why she looked so familiar. It was a strange thing to have met someone abroad; you don't particularly expect to encounter them somewhere a bit more ordinary. Not to mention the fact she hadn't recognized him at first, either. It had him second guessing the nagging feeling he'd been suffering as they spoke. It all made sense now.

"No apologies needed! I, too, was lost in the hunt; I get so absorbed. I did suspect how familiar you seemed, but I have come across some uncanny look-a-likes that I didn't give it much more thought. I am dreadfully sorry as well!" He shot Jo a kind and understanding smile. He wasn't one for hurt feelings, especially since they'd both neglected to pay full attention.

"How have you been? It's been some months since we've last spoken."