[ Annnd there he is. At the very least, she knows what he looks like, and at the very least he should know how her voice sounds, otherwise they'd be doomed. His apparent confusion after he's entered the bar is the cue she takes to move away from the wall she's been resting against, through the crowd until she's essentially beside him, almost like she's come from out of nowhere. ]
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You must be the illustrious Captain Reynolds.