Newt doesn't expect anyone who isn't one of the shop attendants to talk to him, and he startles out of examining the Gibson Les Paul Traditional guitar that's prominently on display at a markup of a few hundred dollars that he rolls his eyes at because seriously, it's Darrow. It's not like this city is known for talent better than those two infamous popstars.

It takes him a moment to figure out who's asked him the question and when his gaze settles on the younger blonde girl to his left, he offers a smile. "Actually, yeah, there is a pawn shop in town. I got a set of bongos from there awhile back, but I haven't been in recently to see their guitar selection." He pauses, tilting his head at her. "I can only assume you're new to our fine city."