They spent the day, walking panel to panel, until, the end of the day, where they debated about which panel they were to see last.
"I demand that we go to the Spiderman panel", Troy said, voice firm.
"Now, Troy", Britta said, softly, "we already went to two of yours today, Abed", she turned to Abed, "what panel do you want to go to next?"
Abed shrugged and said, "I don't really care which one we go to."
Britta sighed, "Alright fine, but after this one, I'm leaving."
Troy and Abed smiled as they walked to the Spiderman panel. It was crowded and they were barely able to make it into the room, without having to stand and jump to see over everybody. The panel lasted for almost an hour, with occasional shouts and insults from a man twenty feet away from them.
"Wow", Troy whispered, "does that guy is really loves his Spiderman or what?"
Britta shook her head in annoyance as she continued to crane her neck to hear and see the cast. Finally, the panel was over and as Britta, Abed, and Troy walked to the exits, Abed suddenly said in a calm tone, "Hey, look. It's Jeff."
Britta arched her neck to see around people to where Abed was pointing that Jeff was at, "Jeff?" Britta yelled to the general direction.
And it was Jeff. Except he was clad in Spiderman costume t-shirt and had a bunch of Spiderman souvenirs in his arms. Jeff's face fell when he saw Abed, Britta, and Troy. "Oh hey", he said in an unnerving voice as they walked over to him. "What are you guys doing here?"
"I think we should be asking you the same question", Troy said, smiling.
"I didn't know you were such a Spiderman geek", Britta said, trying to hold back a smirk. "Were you the guy shouting abuses during the panel?"
"Phfft, no!" Jeff said, his eyes shifting around.
"So you were the guy!" Britta said, pointing at Jeff as Troy's and her eyes widen.
"I was just doing that because they're ruining Spiderman, y'know. God knows they already did that with Spiderman 3."
Britta nodded her head and then said to Jeff, "So, what are you doing now?"
Jeff shrugged, "I don't know. I might try to sleep with that Princess Leia over there", he said as he pointed to a slave Princess Leia.
"Real mature", Britta said, curtly.
"More mature than that homemade Sherlock t-shirt", Jeff glanced at her shirt.
"Hey! I have you know that Annie made this for me!"
"So Jeff", Abed asked, serenely, "you wanna come with us to get dinner?"
Jeff loudly sighs and then asks, begrudgingly, "Where are you going?"
"Denny's?", "I don't know", and "No" were all said at the same time by Troy, Abed, and Britta, respectively.
"How 'bout Mexican?" Jeff suggested.
"Awesome!", "Okay", and "Fine" were said, once again, at the same time by Troy, Abed, and Britta, respectively.