The man sitting beside him was a German man by the name of Stefan. His voice had a strong German distinction that easily gave away his nationality. Jonathan has never met a German man before but then again, San Francisco isn't exactly crawling with Europeans. Jonathan noticed at the side of his eyes that another person had entered the room. Another team member from the looks of it. She seemed quite independent and resilient. Her clothes were quite worn and mucky. This tells Jonathan two things: Either she's a slob or she wasn't given any time to change. Considering the work someone went through to round up people to some sort of vague and secret island, option two seems the most likeliest. She sat down not so far from Stefan and Jonathan. She too is waiting for their host to reveal himself from the mist of confusion. 

Jonathan shook Stefan's hand to continue the greeting. "Nice to meet you, Stefan." He then stopped shaking his hand and adjusted his own seat. "So Stefan. We've been all rounded up like sheep, brought to a mysterious island and we still have very little knowledge of why we are here. Sounds something out of a murder mystery game." Joked Jonathan. He enjoys making jokes as much as the next guy but in all seriousness, the method for bringing everyone here was very odd. "Where's the butler? It's usually him." He then patted his jacket pocket to make sure his gun was still there. He liked to make sure he was prepared. It wouldn't be the first time that Jonathan was in an ambush. He's been on both sides but the most probable chance here is that this host has a flare for melodrama and mystery. 

"So what is your occupation?" Asked Jonathan towards Stefan. This might give him more clues as to what he'll be doing here on this island.