Chapter Nine Page 4
My apologies for the lateness of this! In my defense, those hordes of silhouettes take a long time to draw.
WhiskerCon 2010: early check-in line.
Con staff: Nice ears.
People in line: This line is definitely longer than last year.
So the guy says, “That’s no Zubat, that’s my wife!”
The taxi driver told me to take it off. It’s fursecution, I tell you!
Jany: They’ll only ask for my ID, so we should be fine. Just don’t do anything mad. Or suspicious. Or make any sudden moves.
Con staff: Next!
Con staff: Enjoy your con!
People in line: Patterson, party of two.
Jany: I don’t think they’ll be armed, but you never can tell with Americans, so . . .
Con staff: Next?
Jany: Oh! Coming!
Jany Balachandran, party of two!
Con staff: Nice accent! Are you a Doctor Who fan, then?
Jany: That is a unique and clever question which I have never been asked before! Now sign me in, please!