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Simultanously obnoxious and hillarious moment of the day:
The first quest had us running around Main Street and Town Square. While counting canons in Town Square, we suddenly saw a member of another team running away from the Mad Hatter.
"Why are you running away?" asks the Hatter.
"Because you're trying to take my number!" the horrified contestant responds, referring to the numbered sticker all MA players must wear during the game to identify their team.
"I'm not trying," the Hatter implores. "I'm going to!"
Not a minute later, I'm suddenly aware that someone is hovering at my right shoulder. I move slightly to regain my personal space, but I can sense that they are still there. I look down in time to witness Alice pull my number off my sleeve. My first reaction was to angrily yank it right back out of her hand. Fortunately I calmed down enough to realize how wonderfully silly the whole scene must have been for tourists watching and restrained my usual competative snarl to a simple, "I need that," as I walked away in a huff.
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-TJ
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