Eventually get in, get goody bags full of comics I've already bought. Have a quick scout around, ooh at the new Com. Top Shelf is selling, and try not to letch the girl dressed as Xena. Lee keeps stopping to look at all the small-press work he's had published. I glower some.
Artists have it so easy.
Starts getting crowded, so we grab a table and refer to our flimsy excuses for programs. Note that all the good panels clash or are tomorrow. Wonder where the trendy suits being interesting on the next table get off. Have another nose round the mart, which is even more crowded, thanks to QVC filming right by the bloody door. Swim my way through the throng towards the Top Shelf stand, where consummate salesman Chris Staros sells me a copy of the new Alec book for just 7 English pounds while tempting me with From Hell for just stlg20.