In the very rare event that a girl is actually interested in me, I always have no idea.

I had met this girl while waiting in the entry queue. We chatted for a while, got along well enough, then when we got into the convention and we were supposed to go our separate ways, she continued to follow me. She didn’t actually get into queues with me, but she waited for me on the fringes.

Then, while I waiting for Jason Mewes, she ran up, told me she’d found one of her friends and had to go, but that I was “super cute,” and ran off.

Other people in the queue then informed me that she was interested in me.