Truthfully, they were both prone to tunnel vision--one of their shared traits, really--it was just that Parthenope's projects were easier to set down when her stomach growls got too noisy for her to ignore.
Parthenope shrugged. It wasn't a gift she came by honestly--at least, it wasn't a personality trait or something she'd honed--that was The Sight, and it was just a luck of the draw thing. But then again, Peisinoê wasn't wrong. She was good at that. "I wonder how you start something like that? I think that will require a bit of research." And this was something her sister excelled at. See? They were really the perfect pair in a lot of ways. Made up for the other's shortcomings. "Do you think you'd be able to help me figure it out?"
Her hands clasped together again with excitement. "I have said that!" Aw, good, someone was listening to her ramble! "Let's look into who is coming to town soon and we can decide. Do you know what kind of music he likes?"