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Hanna wasn't certain if she liked the music she was hearing quite enough to want to get her own copy of it, but she certainly enjoyed taking him up on the challenge of locating the origin of the shop where it was currently playing. Which, really, it wasn't much of a challenge for her when it came right down to it. She simply turned her body slightly, head tilting to the side and eyes sliding closed for the briefest of moments as she allowed her senses to reach outward in search of where the music was the loudest.
"There," she said as she reopened her eyes, arm raised as she pointed at one of the shops in the row. "The music is coming from that one." And immediately she began moving that way, glancing up at the name of the store - Vito Italia - before stepping inside to the soft beep of a sensor in the doorway.
When one of the sales girls noticed her, there was a brief moment of hesitation in the woman's expression as she took in Hanna's less than top of the line attire, before she began to make her way over. The look, however, quickly changed to one of shock, then ultimately pleasantness, when Hanna immediately switched to Italian to inquire about the song. A few exchanges later and she thanked the woman, turning and casting a small smile to Erik as she once again stepped back out onto the street.
"Opera," she stated, partially to herself and partially to Erik as she belatedly realized he might not speak Italian fluently enough to have followed the brief exchange within the store. "It is a song from an opera singer. Luciano Pavarotti performing 'O sole mio'." She smiled softly once more. "I have heard his name, know about him, but I did not realize that his voice was so..." She struggled for a word.
"Powerful." Her gaze flickered across the street as she grew thoughtful for a moment before suddenly seeming to snap out of whatever daydream she'd allowed herself to briefly enjoy. "I believe I should continue on to my room," she said decidedly. "I will obtain a copy of his music another time."