Absinthe noticed the girl enter, sit, and act as though entirely entranced by her own inner music.  Interesting, but ....<br/><br/>This girl .. Calliope it had to be .. she turned and smiled at her.  Absinthe began a smile of her own before realizing it wasn't really proper, and allowed the smile to die on her black-shaded lips before it properly began.  She allowed a tight nod in her direction, just to be somewhat friendly since the girl seemed to be at least partly a kindred spirit.  Well, her outfit wasn't doing anything for her, but she clearly heard her own song and followed it.<br/><br/>Then the boy started talking at her.  She started to frown, but instead decided it was better to just turn away from him and be aloof and morose instead.