BLusk: Hello from KCI airport! Jeysie: Airport? You're flying out today? BLusk: Yup. Jeysie: OK. If the flight attendant looks like Jozan, I suggest you ask for a new flight. BLusk: I've got an extra battery in the lappy and a wi-fi connection. And, if the attendant looks like Jozan, I'm seriously going to cancel the trip. The lady who is running the gate has a few resemblances to him, though. Kinda the same shape of face, and if you took off the glasses, it'd be the same glare. Jeysie: So, is the lady a Gate Nazi with her glare, then? "No flight for you!" BLusk: She just turned down someone because they had to push the plane out of the gate. 2 minutes after the flight was scheduled for departure, even. Jeysie: Yeesh. Gate Nazi indeed. BLusk: But, she did tell me the flight was booked for 8 more than they have seats. Too bad this isn't the subway... just pack 'em in and let 'em hold overhead straps. I'd take one of those straps today, even! Jeysie: Side note: In one of the D&D novels, they actually have a passage where Jozan considers giving someone "the classic clerical stare". BLusk: Overbooked... I swear, I should have taken the exception and flown Business class on another airline. But then I'd have to justify the overcharges. Or undercharges. Or any charges. IBM has policies for everything. Jeysie: "Charge justification: Gate Nazi woman was creepy and reminded me too much of a fictional character." BLusk: If ever I manage to sneak the name Jozan into a business case justification, I'll send you a copy. And a copy of the rejection! Jeysie: Works for me! Bonus points if any of the other Iconics sneak in there. BLusk: When the flight attendant Mialee pointed out that the flight was overbooked, I just couldn't trust the airline's agent Jozan anymore. So I switched to a different airline. BLusk: Hmm... Think it'd fly? Jeysie: Sure, as long as your boss doesn't play D&D. I've seen some weird names in my day. BLusk: I can see that for some reason... It'd surprise the daylights out of me, but I could just see it happening to me. Jeysie: What, your boss playing D&D? BLusk: No, some person in the approval chain being a D&D player. Catching it and shoving it back in my face. Jeysie: Written in the margins: "And that's right after Lidda picked your pocket, right? Nice try. Total 1 on your Bluff roll there, bucko." BLusk: "I'd say you've got a bad DM if he's letting you get away with this crap. Best put your next stat bump in CHA." Jeysie: So, did you stick all your RP notes on your laptop? BLusk: Yup, pretty much. Dude... the surfer cleric of Pelor... Jeysie: What about 'im? BLusk: Well, you ARE going to the beach. Specifically the port city of Merrytowne, remember? Jeysie: Yes. In fact, I think I joked about that once to Ascii. If he fired Kat and Lunchie for being mean to him, he'd get stuck with Surfer Dude Pelor Cleric who wanted a free ride to Merrytowne to hang ten. HaRK: Jeysie was giggling too much. I had to check in. What's so funny, y'all? BLusk: Oh, I was mentioning the Surfer Cleric of Pelor. HaRK: Surfs the waves on sunny days? In worship, of course. Righteous! BLusk: Totally, HaRK... Totally. In fact, it'd be a totally righteous requirement. Jeysie: The righteous beach party Pelor worship mass. That has potential.