Ah yes, morning at ThrillerFest.
Wearing my shark jammies and a fierce scowl, I stumble to the elevator for a quick sortie downstairs to replenish my caffeine cells.
Ding! Elevator doors open.
Who is in the elevator looking chipper?
Oh yes. Good morning Robert Crais.
And to up the ante, who's standing next to him?
Oh yes. Good morning Editor Extraordinaire Keith Kahla.
Keith Kahla takes one look at me and chirps "oh ho! It's Janet Reid before coffee!"
Yea. Yea it is.
Good morning gents. Fine day for an elevator ride. In my jammies. Fin askew. Looking as tidy as a Jackson Pollack painting. Oh yes, goooooood start to the morning.
I'm not sure who was a brighter red....me, or Bob Crais' Hawaiian shirt.
Moral of this shark tale: Room service is your friend!