Susan's bright smile faded a little at the news that her father's theatre had been sold on. It wasn't that she was too surprised, her father had been running up so much debt by the time that she'd left that it had always been a possibility, but it was one thing suspecting and another hearing it. "Really? When was it sold on, if you don't mind, sir?"
She followed him in, examining the inside of the theatre carefully, rather intrigued by the changes that had been made while she'd been gone, both large and small. The name Fisher sort of rang a bell, she wished she could remember where she might have heard the name before, but at least this Harry person looked to be taking care of the place. Maybe he'd let her have a proper look around later, for old times sake. But it seemed she'd arrived at wherever this man was leading her and it was rather kind of him to take time from his break to bring her. She patted Will's arm and grinned at him, "Thank you very much, Mister?"