Bea and Eli, Sunday afternoon, OG
Bea sat behind a table that held several copies of her comic at a local convention hall, one of many comic book artists in attendance, signing away and talking to fans. She wore a black dress and a pair of rather awesome shoes that she'd already recieved a lot of compliments on already. She was starting to feel tired and her hand was starting to cramp. Comic Book fans were rather elitist and the ones that weren't a fan were slowly wearing on her nerves.