The girl nodded in mild confusion, and watched the redhead as she simply walked away. She prided herself on her ability to read others. She was damn good at it. However, she couldn't make sense of the woman in this moment. Had she just given up so easily, or was there something Olivia didn't know?
Whichever the case, the girl pouted a little, pursed the corner of her mouth, and crossed her arms over herself. Finally, she shrugged and wrote the redhead off as eccentric, and turned to return to her day in the new city.
Eventful, the day was quite. Once she had recovered some after her first performance, Olivia had played Monster Mash a little bit more. The people of the Harbour seemed to enjoy it a great deal, and were generous enough with their money, though none quite as so as the redhead. A local pub had served great beer, said to be locally brewed, but the high never quite reached the same as she had felt just standing near the redhead. There were many handsome men and cute women, but none so...
... Why couldn't she get the woman out of her head?
Much later in the day, Olivia sat on the edge of her hotel bed. A towel wrapped around her head was drying her hair after a recent shower, as she got dressed to go out again. No matter how she tried, however, she couldn't stop thinking about the mystery woman.
"Fuck it." She threw caution to the wind, and finished getting dressed in a new t-shirt and the same denims from before. It wasn't anything glamorous, but then again, she wasn't trying to be.
Finding the redhead again was no simple task without a name, as there were a number of homes in the city that she would describe as... extravagant. However, deep into her search, she struck gold with not just a name, but where exactly to find the woman's home, and the fact that she was, apparently, the mayor of this city.
So, Olivia climbed the tallest hill on the island, towards the grand mansion that sat upon its crest; it reminded her of a crown, somewhat. Bereft of her guitar, she carried a six pack of beer bottles in one hand. As she neared the home, she could feel the strangeness of the city seem to grow and chatter in the background, but the exhilarating rush from before started to return.
After licking her lip in a mix of anxiety and anticipation, she reached up to knock on the large door to the home...