Tommy returned her handshake firmly before setting to munching on his sandwich once more, though it was short lived as Cici spoke again. [color=yellow]"So... A fellow musician,"[/color] she commented. Tommy smiled and nodded, patting the case.

"That I am. In fact, I'm putting on my last gig just up the street from here in about an hour. Maybe bring Forte by and see what he thinks of the trumpet?" He chuckled at the joke and leaned back, watching Amica play with the floating pink ball. He realized that the trip to the next place over was going to be decently long and, if he didn't find someone to travel with, lonely for both of them. [i]Maybe another pokeball before I leave would be a good idea...[/i] He didn't dwell on it though, and decided a solution was right in front of him. "I'm actually heading to the next town over in the morning actually. Wanna come?"