Zoltan is barely dressed when he takes the note, the page can see an auburn haired young woman getting dressed further in the domicile, Zoltan closes the door without saying a word and heads to his own dresser.
"Zoltan, dearest, have you seen my hair ribbon?" the woman asks, though there is a bit of a forced emotion in her tone. Zoltan sighs as he begins to put on his shirt and trousers.
"Juriska may have taken it."
"Juriska?" there was easily heard doubt in her voice. "I've heard from others, you blame everything on that person...but we know she isn't real."
A smile crept on his face while he finished dressing.
"Well then, I suppose you don't wish to know the charm that will keep her away?"
"To keep away a faerie tale? No, I'll be fine, I must have just misplaced it. I'll look for it while I clean up here and leave supper for when you return."
Zoltan put on his cloak as he opened the door. "That's fine, I'm sure you'll be ok." When he walked out the door and closed it, a little blue skinned girl in a child's chemise could be seen if you looked hard enough, hiding in the shadows near the door. Her wide yellowish eyes were now narrowly focused on the barely dressed woman who was blissfully looking around and under furniture, trying to find the hair ribbon that the blue girl was clutching in her tiny blackened fingers. As Zoltan walked away, he could just hear the sound of a wind picking up from within his cottage and the candles blowing out, followed by a surprised gasp.