Aaaaaand - there. Daniel catches the movement and nods at him. Seth. Presumably. Probably. He looks like a Seth. In a good way.

It takes a little creative navigation to get to the back area but eventually Daniel's able to slide into the booth opposite him.

"Daniel Jackson." He barely stifles the absurd urge to staple "Earth" to the tail-end of that introduction as he sticks out a hand. "Thanks for meeting me."