<strong>Marnie Tarnish</strong><br/>Known; Sparrow<br/><br/>Marnie smiled softly at the man and slid onto the seat he had pulled up for her. Her eyes wandered over the others, who she made small talk with, asking about their tours and the weather- simple things; really the only things she could think of. Upon Andy's return, her eyes rested on him. "Well, this is a small town. We rarely get bands out here, so anything would be great. Just something fun to get the crowd excited, get their blood pumping." That may not have been the best choice of words, and she realized it too late, but what would a band from the city suspect, right?<br/><br/>"How long do you plan on staying? The corn festival should run at least a week, two if the turn out is high. In the meantime, there is a lot to do in town. Your first performance wouldn't be until later in the week, so you're welcome to enjoy the sights and all Castle Hill has to offer. Everyone here is very friendly, so don't be shy." Her smile was bright and welcoming. Some in town may think of her as ditzy and a typical blonde, but it was her innocence that gave that appearance. Had she had the chance, she would have gone to Princeton. Too bad the town would not allow such a thing.