For a second, she doesn't recognize the person approaching, what with the flashing lights from several arcade games distracting her, but as he draws nearer, Lydia can't help the smirk that crosses her lips. Evidently the Match Maker thought she and Baby ought to meet one another sooner than originally planned.

Wetting her lips, Lydia gets to her feet outside the booth and grins back at him. He'd probably be damn near a foot taller than her, she can't help thinking, if not for the three inch heels she's wearing right now. It's the first time she's worn heels that high in what feels like forever and she's glad she made that call, now.

"Hi, Baby," she purrs back, taking his hand to shake it. "I'm Lydia."

Like he doesn't know.

"Whatcha listening to?" she asks, nodding to the earbuds. "Anything good?"