For the record: Sabine is cute, bunny rabbit cute. C’est tu. When she first approaches me, the brief giggle that precedes everything she says and her permanent smile are so guileless even her braces look cute. Sabine is the one on the far left. (We’re talking Dora the Explorer, not Lolita, dear reader.)
Turns out that she and her friend (next to Sabine) have managed to cadge a ticket. BUT according to the rules, they need someone with an exhibition badge to accompany them in. When I shrug and say “Sure” she gives a little bunny hop and looks at her friend who is negotiating the older couple next to us to be her chaperone. The older, wiser woman assures them that no one checks badges but clearly they’ve heard different.
Because the woman’s husband has the coveted BLUE ticket which apparently allows access without a badge along with a companion, there is a general swapping of tickets which thrills the two teens. Sabine breaks out her iPhone and starts texting.
In minutes we’re joined by Flopsy, Mopsy and Cottontail. Suddenly I am Beatrix Freakin’ Potter.
I pray that Robert Pattinson/Patterson/whatever-the-Twilight-vampire’s-name-is doesn’t put in an appearance or I might get trampled.
When I offer to take their photograph, they hop together. Each slips into a pose as I juggle digital cameras of every shape and size because each one has to have a photo.
The blue badge variable means I will now chaperone Celeste (the one on the far right). In spite of what the older woman has told us, they do indeed check the badges and briefly Celeste panics until I assure the guard she is with me. She’s still wide-eyed when we all step onto the red carpet area and watch the celebrities from the awards ceremony file out past us.
When I offer to get a picture of them on the red carpet, much to the annoyance of the guards hurrying people up the stairs, I earn five friends for life. I return their cameras and then head into the pavilion leaving the girls to hop to their own seats and enjoy the Pavilion with the same unabashed excitement and sheer glee we older, suited sorts should probably be showing.
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