She stepped in front of me as I was rushing into the Artists Alley — a lady in a princess’ gown. With a playful smile she asked, “Are you my prince?” I stood there for a second, stumped by the random occurrence. But basing it on the atmosphere of where I was that day, I took a chance and casually replied, “Yes, I am!” Although perhaps not quite the answer she was looking for, she paused to think for a second before raising her arms, yelling “YAY!” and giving me a hug. I bowed, and she returned with a curtsey. As we parted ways I continued into the Artists Alley with one eyebrow raised, both puzzled and amused by the peculiar incident. Strange as it seemed, I realized it was all part of just another day at Fanime.
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