As the minutes passed, she begun to suspect that whoever had left her the napkin had played a prank on her. Why specify a time and place for her to be at if they weren't going to be there themselves? She decided to wait ten minutes, not more, and then leave if someone hadn't showed up, lest she look the fool for waiting on no one. She avoided looking at any of the people nearby too much. They seemed to be doing nothing special, like herself, which made her wonder if any of them had left her the napkin. She doubted a man would have used lipstick to write anything though.

Leone noticed the change in the area's melody almost immediately, fearing that she was the trigger of the strange silence through her powers acting up. It didn't feel like she was causing it, but she focused her mind on her magic anyway. She'd prefer to keep the more interesting aspects of her powers a secret, but silencing any larger area than her personal sphere would mean anyone might realize she had them. She calmed herself down, as freaking out would attract additional suspicion. Any attempt to stop her power had no effect on restoring the noises in the vicinity, even when she kept trying and trying. The logical explanation was that she was not guilty. People began to fade in front of her, everyone except herself and seven other people. The sounds their footsteps created were still there. 

"Épouvantail..." Leone murmured to herself when she saw the man who two of the men had reacted too. He did indeed look like a scarecrow to her with those clothes he wore. 

Falling back on her mothertongue was natural to her when surprised or angered, but now she was in the US where they spoke English so she'd have to get used to speaking it daily. It wasn't like she would be able to hide her origin with her french accent either way unless she used her magic. Of course, it had its benefits to know two languages, like how she could curse without anyone understanding a single word.

"Excuse me, Mr. Hillbilly." Leone said, stepped over to the scarecrow-like man and showed him the napkin. "Do you know anything about this?" She had assumed the other man who'd called him hillbilly possibly knew him in some way, and therefore chosen to address him like that herself.