By the time Abigail reached the outside of Block B she was certain it was the right one.  There was a noise coming from inside it, almost like a singing group, but one with more enthusiasm that spirit.  Sure, as far performing went they wouldn't get far, but it was certain they'd be able to rile up some drawing spirits.  She stopped outside, and listened to the sound for awhile.  She'd never heard this particular sea shanty before.  It was pleasant, in the way that all songs about failure to surrender gracefully where.  

With a smile she bend down, and picked up a stone.  Hefted it in her hands, and admired the hard grey surface.  Then she turned her attention back to the singing group.  "Hey!"  She snapped, tapping on a bar with the stone.  "Is there a stupid kid in there, the kind that would try taking on a marine?"