Ryan chuckled to himself, having slipped by security in his brilliant disguise. No one even suspected him of being the infamous "Cincinnati Squid".
Kayliegh liked to doll herself up before every 16 hour work day.
Brian, adjusting his phantom bowtie.
The back entrance crew. Armed with the power of denying you access to food, drink and portapotties with little lanterns in them.
Boxcutters, batting gloves, and giant spools. This could make a great game, somehow.
The 'Event Staff' discuss whether Extravaganza is an "event", a "shindig" or a good ole "party".
Two scoops of kettle corn. Just what every growing boy/girl needs.
Alyssa was waiting to catch snowflakes on her tongue. She would be waiting for a very very long time.
The backstage crew, protecting a crate of imported prawns for Ludacris.
The advanced photo booth showed a series of LOLcat images before every shot.
Brendan: I parked back there on the grass over by the bleachers. Some crazy guys in yellow shirts asked me to move. I think they were just jealous of my parking job.
Nic: If you find yourself being overwhelmed by jealousy of our red shirts, well, stop. You still aren't getting one.
Nic's security diagrams often involved football plays, dueling stick figures, and Rick Astley.
"2...4...6...8....who do we talk to about stock deprecatiation and financial solvency? errr, go team!"