Not a Costume

We have been watching "Lost" on Netflix the last 6 or so weeks, obsessively averaging 1.5 episodes each evening. We are in the midst of Season 4; please, no hints as to how storyline(s) progress(es).

With the world of Lost in mind, even the occasional dream, whom do I happen upon in the checkout line at the Container Store (on 6th Avenue) but Ben Linus himself.

It was a long line; he was directly before me.

He looked exactly like Ben. Not a costume.

I never do this with "celebrities" I encounter here; like any good New Yorker, I let them be. I had just walked passed Seal (the singer) about 20 minutes earlier on Mercer Steet, e.g., and did no more than an extended look for his Mrs. (not present).

But I just couldn't not bother Ben Linus. So I did.


He was as nice as could be. (Sounds just like him, too).

He even asked me whether I wanted a picture with both of us in it. I never do this.


But I did. (Just because Colleen would get such a kick out of it).

I apologized (2X) for bothering him. He was entirely gracious.

Didn't put me in a cage or anything.