By now, Nephenee's heard a decent bit of the local music, and one that keeps getting her attention for reasons she can't begin to comprehend is this 'jazz' stuff. Something about it just moves her, and when she catches wind of it this time, she can't help but come investigate. When she turns the corner and pokes her head in, the sight of Natalia makes her smile, though the snow about her gets a quirked eyebrow.

"Hiya, Natalia...uh, how's there snow everywheres?" It's the tail end of March, after all... "Magic?"