Me at the (very) local bar in St. Petersburg playing The Resistance on Sunday night. For some reason, we were all dressed in different ridiculous hats found at the bar.
The bar is very difficult to find if you don't know where it is—it's in the center of the city, but away from the main streets and pretty much impossible to get there even by navigator. There's little to no light outside on the street. So, we ordered pizza (the bar mostly has drinks only) at about 1 A.M., and naturally, the delivery guy took a wrong turn somewhere and couldn't find us. Well, three of us went to find him, obviously in the same outfit we were playing. I guess what he saw was three silhouettes, one wearing a pirate hat, one sporting a cowboy hat, and me in that hat you see in the picture, all striding towards him from around the corner. When we got closer to him, his face was really priceless.