[SCA-AE] Wanted: Perfect Pennsic Moment stories and pictures

[Finnemore, Karen A]

My perfect Pennsic moment...still smiling about it, actually!
 
The last night of Pennsic, Her Majesty led a small unit of loyalists to an unnamed encampment for the purpose of cementing our peace after War.  The encampment was full of last night revellers doing what revellers do best, but Her Majesty was still able to spy a group of gruff looking "big guys" in the back corner who were not partaking in the celebration of peace.  Sidling up to the biggest, gruffest guy of them all, She asked him politely if a glow stick might make him smile.  His reply was quick and sour; no, he did not want a glow stick.  Our Queen is full of charm and tact, and after smiling Her precious smile, She then asked if he would prefer to blow bubbles.  The gruff, big guy never changed the expression on his face, but yet he eagerly said that he would like bubbles.  Her Majesty then handed him a small bottle of bubbles, and the big, gruff guy spent the next five minutes blowing bubbles for the revellers...never once cracking a smile, although his eyes said it all.
 
Just goes to show you that there is still magic in this dream!
 
Renata the posh rot  
 
At the feast of ego everyone leaves hungry.