i , of course , couldnt help but stride confidently over to where mr. george mcintosh , happy investor # 37 ( which i knew because that 's what he 'd scrawled on his name sticker , in black felt pen ) was waiting in line for a serving of bbq salmon , to introduce myself to the gorgeous , blonde-ish stranger who seemed to be hiding now behind mr. mcintoshs santa claus-ish build .