[i]Isole leans back into the bench, thinking over the thought of musical fairies.[/i] "I'd normally think you'd be pulling the wool over my eyes with something like this, but seeing the shit this place has; I'd be damned if I doubted it." [i]Standing up, he started to walk away.[/i] "I'd best be off, go and spread the good tunes to the rest of the town."