When I got to the booth, the aftermath of a giveaway was
gone. The telltale signs of huddled victors
sharing or bragging of their successes were missing. The clumps of upset people
begging, ranting, or even crying were absent.
I knew I was too late. The trial had gone cold.

Someone else walked up and asked a question and the booth
worker ignored me. When we were alone
again (as alone as you can be with 30,000 other nerds) he gave me another
nod. An outlandish, sit com, roll the eyes,
and sub voce ‘over here!’ nod. Now, I understood.
He wanted me to move over to the over side of the booth. I dutifully moved over. Then he slid a wristband to me so no one else would
see.
Success.
The signing was for Friday.
I met my friends the next day at the booth for the
signing. They had a couple of things
they wanted/needed to get signed. Some
booths and signings allow outside items. Some don’t. And even if the answer is
no, you can try anyway. My friend was going
to try. He slid over his personal item. The handler said no. The actor said yes. The handler said no. Knowing that the argument was going nowhere,
the actor then agreed with the handler. The actor turned toward the handler and pushed
the item back to my friend. While
pushing the item back, he signed it. Then
the actor turned back to us and said with a huge smile: I have no idea how that
happened.
So I have a DVD cover signed by Scott Thompson, AaronAbrams, Paul Esparza (I think), Caroline Dhavernas, Bryan Fuller, and David Slade.
AH
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