Haven't We Met Before?

I'm at the airport. It's early, the coffee I had this morning seems to be on strike (it sure isn't working), and I'm irritated that the 4,800 yen ($42) taxi to the airport was about twice what I was told to expect. I'm afraid long-term parking might have been cheaper.

Oh... and I have this case of deja vu chasing me through the airport. I didn't catch her name, but the same agent from ANA has proceeded me. She was at check in, then at baggage check, and security. Now she's at the gate, waiting. Why? It appears that she's the English speaker on duty, so she preceeds me to take care of any issues. Sure, it's nice to have my own agent, but it's kinda creepy, too.