And all good things must come to an end, even a ridiculously hyperbolic dinner with truly the nicest guy ever. Dessert is served, night has fallen, and we might be the last ones in the Tide and Vine. But first, convention talk.
And all good things must come to an end, even a ridiculously hyperbolic dinner with truly the nicest guy ever. Dessert is served, night has fallen, and we might be the last ones in the Tide and Vine. But first, convention talk.
Bloated and food drunk, John and I discussed plans for the future – games, expansions, napping… This is not actually our empty plate of food. I was unfortunately too deliriously happy to remember to take pictures of the dirty dishes. Plus, we licked ours clean.