Penny wasn't worried about picking Daphne out of a crowd. Her empathy was pretty strong. She could easily read who was waiting for her specifically. Not having enough empathy was never the problem. She was always stuck with too much, but in this case it was a good thing. Her power of projection might have helped, but she wasn't going to risk it. Empathy was good enough.
Leaving a note for Phylicia, who was sleeping, Penthea grabbed a jacket. Her mom had made sure that she always took a jacket because who knew what would happen... and it just kind of stuck with Pen. She closed her eyes, focusing as best she could on the theatre. The plan was to orb there, but before she knew it, the room around her shifted and suddenly she was in the theatre right in front of Daphne.
"Woah... that... wasn't how I meant to get here... You're Daphne, right?" Pen looked more than a little shocked. Apparently her power of projection was a bit stronger than she realized. Whoops!