[The idea of a cultural festival was too amazing to pass up, and Marinette couldn't have been more pleased with Uendo's performance. She'd gone into it with few expectations, and had ended up enjoying it a lot more than she might have assumed.

After the performance, she lingered behind for a bit in order to commend the artist. Before she could manage to do so, the sound of an unfamiliar voice caught her attention and she turned to smile up at Minimus.]

I don't have anywhere to be immediately. And I don't know much about this particular tradition, but I'm glad to try and answer any questions you have.