<strong>Julie-Anna Crane</strong><br/>Known; Head Sparrow<br/><br/>Smiling as she was turned away, the woman thought it funny that the boy felt he was being secretive.<em>How cute.</em>"They were from out of town, surely. Had arrived just that morning. It was a shame they hadn't stayed for the festivities, but they seemed to be in such a rush. It was strange." Looking at the pen and paper, she took it from him, fingers brushing over his own. "Of course. Anything to help." Her smile was sweet, though she could see the fakeness behind his own. He needed to learn to act better. Silly boy. After writing the number down for him, she hands the items back to the man, heading towards the door.<br/><br/>"I am just about to make my round to see how all is going with the set-up for the festival. If you'd like, you may join me and meet with others in the town- to help your investigation. Otherwise, you may go on your own. It is as you please." Waiting patiently for his answer, Julie-Anna studied the man, eyes flickering over him in a curios fashion. Had he not looked... like that, she would likely have sent him to the Sheriff's Office herself. But it was nice to have a bit of eye candy around every once in a while. After all, there was no rule against her enjoying herself as well as the Unknown, correct? Looking out at the town, she recalled the tour bus at the diner and made a mental note to release her other little Sparrow so she could great the band before they got bored and left.