Gwen, Mikko & Open - Auditorium
It was while watching the people nearby that she saw him, and couldn't help but stare. It was Mikko, that guy that she was helping with learning the Piano, and he was dressed... dear lord, she had no idea what he was dressed as. A dunkard? A Knights Templar drunkard? Her eyebrows rose up high, and she brought her cigarette back up to her lips as she watched him... obviously looking for something.
When he got close enough... "Please tell me you didn't actually spend money on that costume." It was horrendous! But then again? He was male. Males tended to have a distinct lacking sense of, well, anything that looked good. Most of the time. When it wasn't on a female body. Unless you were gay.