In the middle of the crowd, Roanesca had successfully pickpocketed a few bucks from a few unwary students who were unlucky enough to pass near her. The girl, like a politician who leeched tax money for her own benefit, flicked through the stack of the green papers and ended up counting two dozen, enough for a week's allowance. Things have gone well for the thief even on the first day, with the blessings of hitting the mother load and not raising even the slightest suspicion among the people, although merely snatching currency from people's pockets wasn't enough. Roanesca wanted to do something different apart from stealing this day, especially since this marked the very first time in years since she had a permanent (sort of) home and a proper education (although Roanesca caught up on high school topics in the local library.)

There was something to do tonight, indeed, because news of the Movie Night that quickly spread like wildfire had reached Roanesca. She looked left and right for this Connie Blendin, who might cater this occasion, and caught wind of that girl who handed out the fliers. Sure enough, she was Connie Blendin, because Roanesca overheard her name from her conversation with someone probably attending the Movie Night.

[color=6ecff6]"Are zou... Connie Blendin?" [/color] She leaned forward, batting an eye in curiosity. [color=6ecff6]"Are zou hosting zis Movie Night? Consider ze interested. At what time is zit? What movies do zou have? Do zou serve refreshments? Zit's ze first day after all, so zi'd figure to at least attend something special."[/color]