What happens when two Victorian steampunk style British gentlemen go to one of the biggest comic book conventions in the world, for the first time?
Well, lots of things, old fellow. Lots of things.
“If I wasn’t so tired, I probably would have had visions of the police filing a report about how they discovered two black guys from the UK, holed up in ‘a lady called Gladys’, buried alive by a mountain of steampunk and fantasy comic books.
“Any press is good press, as they say.”
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