Morag tapped a quill on the journal a few times before snapping it shut and shaking her head. May as well just go home. She did what she wanted for the day. She was just standing up when the live music began. Now, Morag could never ignore or walk away from live music until it proved to be disastrous. Then she'd run away screaming.
So far so good though. It wasn't until she made it a bit closer that she recognized the person playing. Now if Sam was still like she was, chances were that while into the music she wasn't playing the most attention to the people milling about. So she could have left, but Morag made her way in that direction anyway.
She dropped the spare change she had on her into the open case. "You've still got it, Capper." She said maybe a tad bit nervous but she was smiling..