I was playing around in Second Life again for a bit on Saturday morning. I flew over to Crayonville, not expecting to find anyone there. (Who the hell hangs out at a marketing agency at 8 AM on a Saturday morning?) As I was walking around Jaffe's digs, I was practicing all the little skills I learned in the tutorial. I sat down in some of the chairs, got myself a Crayon T-shirt, played the piano a bit. I was about to steal a cup of joe from the coffee machine when I noticed another avatar outside the building. Turned out it was a guy from a marketing company in Russia, so we sat down and chatted for a while. (My first SL chat - unless you count telling the creeps to get away from me during my brief stint with my female avatar.) We were talking for a bit when we were approached by someone who worked for an adult entertainment company. We chatted for a bit and then Real Life called, so I had to bail.