Car trouble was about what he expected, though the engine cutting out completely sounded beyond a simple jump. Jon nodded to himself when the woman replied, not recognizing her from her voice alone. “Ah, bad timing,” he commiserated in his friendly way.
As he got closer, he took in the woman’s features—Asian, slight build, interesting fashion choices. Someone from the city, he thought. Her face was somewhat familiar, and after a moment, he hitched a laugh, his smile shifting from polite to amused. “Hey there, Ms. Shufen. What a wild coincidence.”