You knock easily on the small door to the tiny cottage, and to your surprise, a seemingly annoyed woman- looking just as if she had just grown out of her teenage years. Even so, the woman simply arches an eyebrow at you, her green eyes glimmering with both surprise and irritation.
"Mind using this Holiday Horn? I need some sounds to drown out the creepy woods.." She grumbled, handing you the object.
Perhaps later would have been a better time, but as she finishes her sentence, she simply grins goofily before closing the door.