(Happy Easter!)<br/><br/>Quinn nods and smiles back to Grewyn, taking a seat at a quiet table, tapping her foot to the jaunty music and a smile on her face, asking for a bowl of the stew when he passes by and smiling at the clientel, wondering if anybody might know something about whom she seeks. The increasing pace of the music matched with the tap of her foot, all her cares and worries washing away under the wave of happiness the music brings.