The second time I saw her was about seven months later, at Dragoncon. I had spent far too much time plotting the takeover of the world (I'm a geek; what can I say) on the lower gaming levels, and was making my way surfacewards when I encountered an outrageously clad associate. It was terribly late, and we chatted a bit, disorientedly, but my attention kept being drawn to this dazzling redheaded vixen in an evening gown, reclining and laughing most distractingly about twenty feet away. Finally unable to pretend disinterest any longer, I asked my associate who she was. "Oh her?" he asked. "Would you like me to introduce you to her?" My immediate response was, "Oh god, no!"; she was just too pretty to even think about speaking to, especially in my geeky and sleep-deprived state. I think I learned the meaning of real social fear at that moment, as I contemplated what felt like my unworthiness.
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