"...pretty sure he feels differently." Jackie snuck a peek around Chucks head towards the guy. "Whew, he's leaving. I hate when people glare...so painful."

The rest of the auction was uneventful. Jackie busied herself reading the program for the rest of the convention and tapped Chuck's arm, pointing to one event, talking in a stage whisper. "Dude, autograph signing...we should leave early so we miss the rush. They got that guy from Andromeda!"