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A trio of performers stood at the center of the town playing upbeat and cheerful tunes. A drum, a harp, and a flute all sang into the air in a delightful chorus of sounds that would cheer up the chilliest heart. Faamy had no chill in her heart though, and she ate up the sounds to the fullest as she waited for Gabhan to arrive. Her old oud was slung over her back, but she had joined in the impromptu festivities with dance instead. After all, this was their performance more than her own. It wasn't her strongest skill, but she was no slouch either. She spun and swayed with the notes, feeling as free as a soaring kinfa.

Why shouldn't she be happy? Good music, a sunny day, and she had plans to spend more time with that hunk from her unexpectedly harmonic blind date. It had gone very well, in her humble opinion, and she looked forward to possibly considering this a second date just as much as did to just spending more time with a fellow musician. Who wouldn't want to dance with such delight in their soul?

After a couple more spins, Faamy stopped and did a double take at the sturdy figure notably standing now in front of the crowd. Her lips spread with a delighted grin. He'd made it! "I was gettin' worried," she teased playfully as she danced her way over to her new companion. "Dancin' ain't one'a my best skills." He wasn't cringing at the sight of her swaying about, so she must have been doing alright. She boldly reached out to take Gabhan's arm and gave it a playful tug. "How're you at it?"

Any prickle of dismay that those words would normally have raised in Faamy were bellied by that wonderful laugh. She just laughed along with even more delight in response. The playful swing made her eyes light up, thoroughly pleased with the willingness in the gesture. "I sure can. Folla' me now." She guided him away from the general audience first so that their imperfect fun wouldn't find them accidentally knocking into anyone. Swaying and moving with the beat, it was easy for her to get caught up in the freedom of the moment.

Faamy clapped along when the song ended. Her attention quickly went back to Gabhan though, panting softly around a big smile. He looked so much more relaxed now that they'd had some fun and gotten some movement in. It was a good look on him. "There're ways ta change tha'." She took a deeper breath to catch it up and reached out for Gabhan's hand. "We can find s'more dancin' later. Fer now, I got somethin' special in mind fer us today." She wiggled her fingers at him playfully. "If ya dare."

Faamy's grin brightened. With a simple nod, she turned and began guiding her companion along. "Weeell, I was thinkin' a lot 'bout our first little date." She grinned coyly over her shoulder. "Lots o' good thinkin', I promise. Ya was sayin' how ya play an' all, so I figured I'd show ya one o' my favorite shops. They got all sorts o' talent makin' instruments, an' even hold performances on occasion." While she had planned that meeting spot since it wasn't a far walk from the shop, she found herself walking a tiny bit slower than usual to extend the trip just a little. It'd been a while since she had last enjoyed a little handholding!

The motion was subtle, but Faamy noticed the extra touch in their hands. The quiet affection sent a little warmth to her chest. It had been a while since she'd had the joy of a second date... and such gestures were rare. It felt good. "Ain't that hard ta believe, is it?" she mused with a warm glance. "I sure enjoyed plenty think' 'bout ya." Unlike Gabhan, Faamy had zero issue being bold.

"Actually, that there's what I was hopin' fer. I was sad ta hear 'bout your oud..." She was quiet for a moment out of respect for the fallen instrument. Tragic. "Figured this would be a good time ta, ya know, mend the wound, so ta speak. ..B'sides, goin' there's always a good time."

To top off the warmth in her chest-! A wiggle of something that she wasn't used to feeling rippled through her at the sight of that silly grin. Faamy felt the slightest bit of heat prickle at her cheeks and blinked with surprise. Well now...

She gave Gabhan's hand a squeeze and nodded, moving right along. "Zero regrets! A big part a' bein' a musician is knowin' the right folk. they'll get ya all settled an' right fer whatever ya need." Her smile quirked playfully. "An' hey, maybeh I'll get a discount fer bringin' them a new addict."

Ah, a good sport at that! "Gotta find whatevah way ya can ta get along in this world," she mused lightly. Her fingers twitched through the now empty space around them while a sweet smile curled her lips. She gave her thanks as the door was held for her with a subtle toss of her hair for effect. "Tha' pavilion there. They 'ave regular events there that I might show fer. I usually play at the taverns an' halls, 'r out on the streets. Whereveh I feel needs a bit o' music ta warm things up." And if she felt like that area was where the audience would be more willing to tip her then all the better~

Inside, the building was deeper than it looked from outside. The walls and shelves displayed different string and wind and percussion instruments. Some were shining new while others had lost their glow from previous use. A little something for everyone. She looked back for Gabhan's reaction and pointed. "Won't be a lot, but ouds'll be over that way. G'head an' look at whateveh yer little heart desires. Whole shop is interestin' ta see."