Ana spots him without too much trouble, all things considered. He's close to what she was expecting. A young man sporting college clothing, and the sign does help--even just for the sake of knowing that he's looking for someone.

She stops a few feet from him, crossing her arms and tilting her head. The mask she wears at the moment obscures her smile, but there's good humor in her voice. "I take it your name is Clark, then? That might have been useful information before we arranged to meet."