Jac stretched and yawned. Maybe she shouldn't have stayed up all night writing that song. After passing out at three in the morning and waking up two hours later to compose the melody, the musician was just about ready to hit the hay. She hummed the tune from last night, eyes closing. Meet fingers tapped rhythmically against the countertop. If only she had some more blank sheet music then--

Her eyes widened, instantly awake. Sheet music! That's what she kept forgetting to buy from town! Jac leapt down from the counter and strode towards the fridge before grabbing a notepad and writing 'Who's Going to Town?'. She stuck it back on the fridge and looked around questioningly at the others.