[Music is always a way to get her attention, Spock. She's out for a bit of a walk, humming quietly to herself when she hears the Vulcan's harp and...finds it off enough to investigate.
When he finishes, the musically inclined goddess beams and hops over the fence.]
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When he finishes, the musically inclined goddess beams and hops over the fence.]
Good afternoon to you, Spock.