Fortuna had, quite honestly, decided to go to the Celtic Fair simply for the chance of running into Mr. Bixby. She quite enjoyed his company so it didn't feel quite as desperate as it sounded in her mind and she sincerely hoped he wouldn't think of her in such a way either. She didn't think he would, he certainly didn't seem the type to be so judgmental. He'd probably even be one of the types to understand why she didn't boast who her brother was, at least not to gentleman she found she quite fancied. Though, was she really worried about that or more about Magnus finding out and scaring Mr. Bixby away. She wasn't fully sure why she kept her identity a secret anymore.

There was little chance to think more on it though as she spotted the very man she'd hoped to run into. Her usual maid was with her but dutifully got "sidetracked" with a nearby stand once he had approached Tuni and greeted her. "Hello, Mr. Bixby!" she said pleasantly to him, wearing her usual smile when around him, "I'd quite hoped to see you here. I even brought my book on Greek mythology in case you were ready for it." That seemed a bit mundane but it was to be used as the perfect excuse should anyone question why she was meeting up with someone.