[It was a good plan. It might have even worked; at a glance, Moira would not have given the man a second glance.]

[However, she just so happened to chose the very moment he strolled on passed to abruptly spin around, crashing right into him in a fairly undignified manner.]

Watch where you're--

[Here, she managed to catch herself. Balance regained. Closing her eyes, and taking a series of deep breaths, she opened them again with something resembling a weak, slightly forced smile.]

Please forgive me. I'm a bit out of sorts today.

[She looked up at him. Into those eyes. And something seemed to flash behind hers, because the smile faded into a look of curiosity.]

I'm sorry, but...have we met before? You seem familiar.