Penny was still tickled as she watched the band members pose in various ways and try and eye-flirt with 90% of the passers by, when she heard someone addressing her.
Behind the shiny glasses stood a tall, lanky, skinny legged man with his long hair pulled back and tucked under a shirt. As he moved closer, Penny felt her heart drop as she recognised the face in front of her.
"You have got to be kidding?" she scoffed before realising that whilst he might not know her, she'd recognised him. Donaghan Tremlett - would be stalker was in front of her and utterly oblivious to her identity.
Oh this could be much more fun than she'd anticipated.
"Not a fan at all," Penny said as she lounged against the news-stand "I much prefer Celestina and that Mr d'Eath - he really knows how to croon a song."