Lena Luthor & Jemma Simmons
Jemma didn't often attend art and music festivals in town, or anywhere else. She wasn't an artist in any sense of the word and didn't have an appropriate appreciation. But she could enjoy music and think that art was nice and that sort of thing, and having little else to do at the moment, and having left Eleanor in Fitz's care as was the child's preference, she was on her way to have a bit of tea and take a peek around.
And only wound up smiling politely when a woman she only knew of in passing nearly collided with her.
"Oh it's quite alright," she assured quickly. "No harm done at all."