...and this guy comes in with like four other people. They are talking about wrestling moves, and it's pretty clear they are indy guys getting sandwiches after a show or something. It's like 3 guys and two chicks, one of whom is pregnant.
So the big guy (who I'm guessing is the promoter) is buying them sandwiches ($5 footlongs for all!) and after he gets done he just kind of stares at me.
Like, a lot.
Like - he's still staring at me a couple of minutes later when I look up again.
He's turned around facing away from the sub counter and just looking at Lise and I, and we're the only other people in this Subway at 10:00PM on a Sunday.
What the fuck? I haven't posted a picture here in at least 5 years. I know I'm not famous. Yet, this indy guy is looking at me very intently. Either he knows who I am, or he's looking for a tall, fat redneck to have his guys beat up, and he thinks he's found paydirt.
We found his myspace later and it was indeed the promoter / owner of a small fed.
Suikoden rocks! Great alternative to the "flashy hollywood scene" bullshit that FF was, and still is, trying to pass itself off as. And, as far as good underplayed RPGs go, how about Star Ocean: The Second Story?