I'd simply fake an accent and say, "You like to dance close to the fire, don't you?"...then gauge his reaction...and let him go on his way.

One question. You're Todd Howard right?

Probably wouldn't even recognize him

This. But I imagine in the situation, if he acted like he was someone special, I'd react as if he wasn't (because I don't recognize him...And he isn't.) Working in a restaurant teaches you who to throw out and who to keep around. The people who think they're special are the ones you throw out.

In line to purchase coffee?
By what horrible twist of fate have I ended up in a coffee shop, when I have multiple ways of brewing exceptional coffee at home?

Do you enjoy being jumped by rabid fans while buying coffee?

Ask him why he calls random women Nancy.

You've somehow been teleported to maryland, without a cell phone or wallet, but you do have a laptop, and the coffee shop has free wifi (and payphones are hard to find these days) so you're emailing your husband so you can get crap sorted out.


As for what I would ask todd:

Why haven't you referenced Lord Baltimore in TES yet?

"Excuse me, is there a transportation hub nearby that connects with the DC Metro, or do I have to take a Silt Strider?"
(My BIL lives in DC)

I wouldn't acknowledge him because that would out me as HUGE nerd.

The term "The Todd" is to be reserved for The Todd from Scrubs, unfortunately he, or anyone else cannot earn a "The" in front of there name in such a fashion.

As for me I probably wouldn't recognize him, if I did I wouldn't say anything because I know if I was "famous" I would be annoyed by people always bothering me, I assume this is true a lot of well known people.

You would be surprised how much you have to take the silt strider in Maryland. To even get to a metro station is like a 30 minute drive for me.

"How's the coffee?"

The simple, conversational question would give him pause. A man of his status, no one asks him simple questions like this. He could not remember the last time a stranger on the street inquired as to his beverage. He would pause in the doorway, a foot on the sidewalk outside and the other just touching off from the floor of the Starbucks. Then he would place it back where it came, and pivot to look me in the eye. Then, right there, with a crowd piling behind the both of us in an effort to get past, we would converse on all manner of things big and small, philosophical and political. The world around us would dissolve away, sidewalk and Starbucks become one.

That's how I fantasize it, anyway :wub:

I'd say,

"I'd like to work at Bethesda and be in charge of the Windows department....

i would say. oh hi. and be on with my day.

Oh hai Todd, you're my favorite!

http://www.gamesas.com/index.php?/user/4-toddbethesda/

I remember seeing a post from him back in late '02, then once again http://www.gamesas.com/index.php?/topic/1148850-meet-the-devs/page__view__findpost__p__16797726. I'm sure he is much more active in the admin forums.

I'd ask him, "If it took a chicken and a half, a day and a half, to lay an egg and a a half, how long would it take a monkey with a wooden leg to kick all the seeds out of a pickle?"


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I'd probably talk to him about Elder Scrolls and his time at Bethesda and stuffs.

I would just have normal discussion with him, introduce who am I. Discuss about current state of gaming industry, game design and stuff like that.

I'd ask who he is. *Straight face*

That's your question? Let poor Todd have some coffee, he can't be working on Skyrim relevant things all the time!

Proclaim, "Kneel before Todd!" Of course.

And, silly Gstaff, the coffee is obviously a stand-in for whatever Todd would buy. Plot devices are like that.

Since when is being a nerd a bad thing? I proclaim it proudly.

If I caught his eye, I would probably just smile, sort of acknowledging that I know who he is without actually saying anything. I've had some experience seeing people that are famous and just would not intrude. For example:

I am a huge Springsteen fan. Many years ago I was working in Manhattan, and taking a break was taking a walk in the mid-afternoon. I was walking up Avenue of the Americas, toward Central Park. A guy was coming toward me and thought he looked familiar. As we got closer I realized it WAS Bruce Springsteen. We did make eye contact, he smiled and kept walking and so did I although I was all "OMG! Springsteen!!" in my head. Even if I had been toting around a CD or something he could have autographed, I would not have asked him to do so. Shyness but also just respect for people's privacy.