Barbara turns her head, tensing slightly; after a moment she relaxes, as recognition dawns. She smiles, slowing down as she nears him.

"Hey there." It's nice to see him looking well; she was concerned, after that abrupt retreat.

She really needs to stop being concerned about everybody, but she resigns herself to the fact that it's probably not going to happen.

As she comes to a stop, "This your neighbourhood, or do you just like the market?"