I was at some sort of HP con, and I was waiting for
julian_black to show up. I checked in and left all of my stuff in my hotel room. Then I wandered around the lobby, and Julian showed up, and I was telling her that I already checked us in, but then she had to speak to the hotel staff at the registration desk about a cat-related issue.
I wandered off down a corridor, and then she joined me, and we found a room where you could buy corned beef, and corned beef only. You could buy it in small, pre-packaged individual slices, or in huge hunks (as big as my head). We were having a very serious, reasoned debate about corned beef and the environmental issues therein when
alabastard and
alabastardragon walked past the entrance to the corned beef vending room.
We went out to meet them, and talked, and I started joking, saying, "This time I'm taking your pictures, you can't escape me, rar" and Alabastardragon gave me a strange look and then I realized that I'd left my camera in MI.
I couldn't remember the number of our room, and then I followed Julian to this room next to the registration desk which turned out to be the concierge's personal hotel room, which she'd somehow finagled. However, all of my clothes were in some other room, and I just could not remember the number. The concierge showed up, looking very aggravated about letting us have his room. The end.