Sean walks into the parking garage across the street from his building and climbs into one of his favorite vehicles, a black jeep, and pulls out of the garage. As he drives down the road toward the convention site, he slips in a CD and begins singing along with the Japanese song, having taught himself the language just to sing along. About an hour later, he climbs out of the jeep and checks into the hotel he would be staying in for the weekend before heading across the street to the convention center. "Now, then," he mutters to himself, looking around as people mill around the various booths and whatnot, "what should I do, first?"