Jean-Claude finds her. Of course he finds her, a familiar face in the crowds as he silently works them. Quirking a smile as he makes his way to her table and slides his way into a seat across from her.

"It is a pleasure to see you here again, mon amie," he says, leaning forward as much so that he does not have to call out too loud to her across the noise of the crowd as to have the excuse to do so. "Though I must admit, it is something of a surprise as well."