[She hadn't noticed him at all, and was actually annoyed that he'd showed up five minutes late by her reckoning. Regardless, she put on a smile that was just a tiny bit strained - her business smile that she often flashed her clients when she was trying to be polite.]
Yes, that's me. You must be Mr. Cox. It's nice to meet you in person.
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Yes, that's me. You must be Mr. Cox. It's nice to meet you in person.
[She reached out to give his hand a shake.]