It's a nice, clear sky-ed Sunday evening and I'm shuffling over to the Fairmont Hotel - a couple blocks down from the actual convention center - for the Meet Gainax event. Walking pass the valet service and into the foyer I can't help but gaze at all the swanky cars with envy in my eyes and drool welling up in my mouth. Anyway, having no idea where the event room was, I stopped over at the hotel concierge service to inquire. I left the lobby with vague directions from a receptionist with a nearly incomprehensible accent, but eventually I found what I was looking for.