Taking a swing from his drink after the girl lifted hers as well and returned the smile, Ian briefly looked infront of him. As he then realized she was signalling him to come over, he blinked once and slightly shrugged to himself, getting up and grabbing his drink.
Stepping closer, he heard the girl saying something, nodding at her with a smile as she might had looked at him. He arrived at the table and nodded at the man, who was sitting there, doing something with the notebook, while the girl was already on her way to get something.
"Ian Johnson..."
He simply said as he reached out his hand for a handshake.
