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Visions 1999 Part Sixteen The rest of the day past quickly and in a bit of a blur. And mostly, I'm getting tired of writing. *g* We went back to the Bronzers' seats, keeping quiet since Nicky was well into his Q&A. I snuck up behind LouWho and DoBoy and whispered, "So, am I a god yet?" (See how much I'm opening up to you guys? I'm even displaying my annoying smug-streak that I wish I didn't have.) They immediately declared me the luckiest person they'd ever met. I tried to fill them in on a little of what had happened, then, promising to tell more later, I headed for my front row seat. Zoom lens once more in place, I proceeded to kill an entire roll on Nick as he sat in his chair onstage, looking exhausted but patient has he answered question after question and sent pre-teen after pre-teen into hysterical giggles with his whispered I love you's. Even looking like death warmed over, he managed to make everyone laugh as he deliberately teased his hair into your average person's worst nightmare. I have a feeling he's going to regret those impulses when those pictures start popping up on the ‘net. Let's see, what did he have to say? Yes, Anya will be back. His role model – no surprise – is his brother Kelly, although he did have to think about that one. He had no idea of the "Spiderman movement" on his behalf. Psycho Beach Party is funny – sorry, that's all he said – and he was filming it up ‘til midnight the previous night. His favorite eps – another big surprise – The Zeppo, BBB and The Pack. His least favorite – Some Assembly Required – apparently he still has nightmares about the fire scene. My favorite moment: when Monique was describing the Nicholas Brendon Aficionados to him, and he said, "And that's all you do?" to which she replied, "Well, I do have a life." What I was most impressed by: the way he smiled and said "You're welcome" to every thank you – not just a smile and a nod, but a full "you're welcome". That's pretty much what I remember most about the Q&A. That, and the yellow sneakers. So off Nicky went to his little room, hopefully to get something to eat. Then it was time for the Nicky raffle. Now, you've all read about my weekend – who would've guessed so many great things could happen to one person in less than 36 hours? So there was a part of me that was actually surprised when someone else raised their hand at the third number called. Silly me, I was already planning on how to avoid the crowd of angry fans when I won again. *g* But no, it was some other, probably perfectly nice woman, and I had time to actually take a breath. It would be a short breather, though, because unlike me, this woman unfortunately did not have as much time backstage – they had to get the boys out there and signing autographs ASAP, and of course, being in the front row, I was near the front of the line. They had two separate lines – one for Nicky and one for James. If you wanted both, you had to get back in line. Fortunately I already had James, I just needed Nicky. Nancy and Rebecca tried to wait in line with me, but the nazi event people kept checking tickets to make sure you actually belonged, so they stood off a little bit, Nancy with camera in hand, ready to take my picture. (Being so far back, they wouldn't be called up for quite awhile.) Once again, I was in a daze, ‘cause I didn't hear my name announced over the loudspeaker. Fortunately Nancy flagged me down and pointed to the stage. What now? I wondered, no longer thinking the worst – James wants to say bye again, I actually did win the raffle, they wanted my picture again – I'm telling you, I was dazed. But no, apparently I'd completely forgotten to pick up the very expensive Nicky painting from the artist in the dealers' room. Thank Joss I'd paid by credit card, or they wouldn't have had my name!
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