Ellie wasn't sure how it was done either, but Anne was looking at her to show the example, so Ellie had no choice.

"Oh, you want me too..fine. Follow me." Ellie took a deep breath.

The music from the band reached its climax and there was a ripple from the assembled crowd as the notes died on the wind. Ellie moved closer to the bandstand. The band on the pavilion relaxed. Some shuffled their music, wiped off their instruments, even blew the odd note to practice. Ellie worked her way over to near the trumpet player, she walked with as much confidence as possible.

"Excuse me, I don't want to bother, but I just wanted to say yer trumpet is excellent. Playin' that is." She looked over her shoulder towards Anne. Was she looking? "If yer not playin' again soon, I've got some sweets. It's a big bag, meant for sharin'."