Abby's face fell when she heard that the market was closed but instantly perked up when she heard about the festival happening. "Hm, a festival huh? That sounds kinda neat." She didn't know how festivals were held in Trespiano but she assumed that they were a lot more quaint than the big spectacles that were held along Manhattan's concrete streets. "Well I really need to get this stuff if I want to sleep in my house tonight, but I wouldn't mind if we got a good look around. I haven't checked out the town yet." Abby finally stated, an excited smile gracing her face despite herself. Maybe her grandfather was right. She had stayed indoors all this time in anger for her parents' choices but maybe, just maybe living here wouldn't be so bad as she thought. Not if people were as nice as this girl.

Abby suddenly realized she didn't know her new tour guide's name. However, before she could ask the tall girl asked if she was from America. Abby blushed in embarrassment. "Is my accent that bad?" She asked with a sheepish chuckle, "Yeah, I'm from America. My name is Abigail, but you can call me Abby. What's your name?"

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Sonya watched the pink-haired boy silently from her position behind the chimney of a three-story home. She had to admit, she was slightly impressed. He had sensed her presence for just a moment. Sonya wasn't trying but her stealth skills were top-notched. Normal people would never be able to sense her coming at them. To think that a teenage boy would have noticed her was proof that he wasn't normal at all. Of course, he couldn't be. He was the future 11th Vongola boss. Or at least, that's what Boss told her. 

Sonya would never doubt his judgement. If he said this weird, pink-haired boy was his heir, then she would go along with it. However, she couldn't help but have second thoughts about why he chose [i]her[/i] to find and train him. Sure, it was a great reason to leave Headquarters but she wasn't exactly the most patient person, especially when it came to kids. Hopefully Boss didn't give this job to her so she had an excuse to not be around HQ for a while. Inwardly sighing, Sonya pushed away thoughts of her own issues as she sprinted down the rooftops, not wanting to lose sight of her target.