Oh. She recognizes the "feel" of Elliot before she hears his voice. It's strange that she can do that now. Weird that it's become almost second-nature. She doesn't like it. Almost wishes she could cut herself off, but it's in her head now. There's nothing to be done but grit her teeth and bear with it. She glances up from her idle "window-shopping".

"Oh, hey."

There's a slightly awkward silence. What's he want?

"Find anything interesting?"

She makes it a bit more awkward by attempting small-talk.