Today's OneWord: Figured

"What's your name again?"

She winced, noticeably, but I don't think because she didn't like me asking. "It's Rachel."

I smiled. "Right. I figured. Sorry."

The waiter passed us two glasses of wine - one white, one red. Rachel took the red.

"I thought it was Rachel," I said, "but I was second guessing myself. I remember seeing you for the first time..."

"My hair was a lot shorter," she sighed.

"I know."

"And I hadn't shaved."

I grinned. "I remember that, too."