B.B. moved to Oklahoma City to leave her past behind. She has a new city, a new social media handle, and a genuinely spectacular elven ranger cosplay built from vegan leather and plant-crafted feathers. What she doesn't have is anyone who knows her real name, and she intends to keep it that way.
Marcus Smith drives the con circuit in a van named Gerald and sells prints under the banner that earned him the nickname Boob Guy. His art is technically extraordinary; his reputation is complicated.
When B.B. knocks over his entire print display at Playercon in Oklahoma City, neither of them is prepared for what follows, which is an accidental D&D session, a cosplay contest, a buckle repaired with a pin from his own belt, a formal night that goes wrong in exactly one moment, and a slow unwinding of two people who've hidden behind their names for far too long.
Nobody's Booth Babe is a warm, funny, one-pepper con romance about craft, identity, and what it costs to finally say your whole name out loud.