So I bartend in Chicago and this grumpy guy comes into my bar every Thursday at around either 7:35pm or 2am. His hair style always varies from "I haven't bathed in a year" to "Seamus Finnagin's potion just blew up in his face again", at first I didn't think too much about it but then I started reading the Dresden Files and I swear on my life, he's come in with a walking stick, a trench coat, and a Burger King crown. I need to get his name next time...but I swear if it's Harry, I'm losing it.
Omfg, that’s amazing. I really hope there is some guy going around Chicago dressed as Harry Dresden for the lulz. It would make me so happy 8D