So, this part of the convention was a complete premiere for me. Last year I didn’t get to go because my pass wasn’t entitled to it.
This year though, I decided to invest a wee bit more. And it was more than worth it.
For those who have never been to something like this or missed any of the other recounts of the event, this is basically how it goes: you dress up, you drink up and you wait at your table for the guests attending the party to come around and chat for a little bit. And by little, I mean less than 5 minutes. It’s like speed dating only no one gets to have sex with anyone.
I was sure the night was going to be lousy. For one, I’m not really a fancy dresser kind of gal. And high heel shoes? I barely ever use them.
Still, I had decided to wear these really thin, really high heels for the party, look like a proper lady (read tramp) for at least once. I figured it was just an elevator ride and sitting down for the rest of the night, so I should be okay.
The thing is, the shoes were about two numbers too big for me (which is what you get when you buy a pair of shoes just for fun and because they were really, really cheap), so I spent the beginning of the night trying not to pull a Cinderella-Sam act and lose my shoe.
Fortunately for my lack of embarrassment, the shoes stayed on. AND the really lucky part? The seat next to mine was empty. So, guess where all of the guests sat? *huge grin*
Our table was quite fun and lively, with a few girls from Hungary, two from Spain and the rest from Germany.
Attending the party were Jim Beaver, Mark Pellegrino, Richard Speight Jr, Brock Kelly, Sebastian Roché, Misha Collins, Jason Manns and Steve Carlson.
My camera, unfortunately, was left all alone and abandoned at the hotel room, so we had to make do with a cell phone camera.
Asked Jim if it was true the rumor that he spoke Portuguese and he replied me with the only word he knows is ‘não’ *g* which means no, that was just a rumor.
Brock was really sweet, asking how everyone was doing. He was a bit worried about his career, something he shared with us, because young Dean was the last part he had played, and that had been some time ago. Auditions were not going very well for him, so we wished him the best of lucks.
Misha was his usual mischievous self. My brother’s girlfriend is also a fan of the show, so he asked Misha if he could record a video-message for her. Misha promptly took it upon himself to warn my brother’s girlfriend that he had been sleeping around with almost every women at the convention and that he thought it was lovely that they had such an open relationship, but that she really should have him checked *g*
Rob was as bubbly and happy as a toddler, specially when he was told that next convention, he should bring his band to perform alongside Jason and Steve (by the way, Rob sings really, really well. We had two little a cappella moments with in him, in his panels, and he has a really good voice). He mentioned a couple of places in Europe where he would like to take his band to perform, and I suggested Lisbon to him ;)
In this video, he's talking about the autographs and how it becomes automatic to always do the same thing, even if it means drawing hearts for guys. There were some suggestions on how to turn those hearts more 'manly'.
Sebastian was having one hell of a good time, partying the hardest he could, very happy to be surrounded by that many women *g*
Mark, true to his character, was a rebel at heart. Daniella, the main organizer of the event, was at the party, timing the time each actor sat at a table. When that time run out, she would announced that it was ‘time to change’ and the actors’ ‘handlers’ would move them around.
Mark said he liked his ‘speed-dating’ less speedy, so his poor handler had a very hard time pulling him from one table to sit at the next.
Steve was a bit awkward for me, because I don’t know the guy’s work... not even a smidge. So, the downside of having the privilege of sitting right next to the guests was that they look at you first to start a conversation and the further away you are, the less noticeable it is that you have absolutely no common point to talk with them. Fortunately there were a few girls sitting at our table that were actual fans of his and they quickly picked up the short silence.
Jason was as sweet and down to earth as every other time I’ve had the pleasure of exchanging a few words with him.
Richard talked about a movie of his that’s coming out and asked from where everybody was.
Now, I have to say... accessible and charming and polite as all of this guys were, there is something very bizarre thinking that, at the same time the rest of the world was watching these actors’ work in ‘Girl with the dungeons...’, we were in that small space (relatively speaking), having a familiar and relaxed chat with Bobby, Castiel, Lucifer, Chuck, young Dean and Gabriel.
These are not movie stars, lemme tell you that. They don’t act like divas or like they’re better than the human sitting next to them. And that makes them really frigging bright stars in my book.