[ Ashton had been flitting about, hoping to catch Diva outdoors. It was such a nice night, and if she found the fireflies half as interesting as she did butterflies...
And there she was, doing her best to capture as many as she could. He observed her for a bit at a distance, before disappearing again. ]
[ One quick stop at the convenience store later, he arrived back at her side with an empty glass jar in-hand, holes punched in its lid. His clothes were plain, and there was a thin, long box sticking up out of a front pocket. ] Maybe this will help?