Questions With Tricia Helfer

She may be fourth in the line of ladies on Battlestar Galactica that I would like to introduce to my Johnson, however its difficult to deny the beauty of Tricia Helfer when you meet her in person.

We first met on Sunday morning, en route to the hotel elevator. She was chaperoned by a burly gamer in a staff shirt and shades. She was missing her cats, or maybe her dogs. (I was eavesdropping at first.) I managed "Excuse me, are you Tricia Helfer?" and a compliment before striking up lift conversation with her less-intimidating escort instead. Having teased Brad via SMS that I just rode with his big crush, I picked up an autograph for him at her signing session.

FP: Hello again.
TH: From the elevator?
FP: Yup. I wanted to ask you a question about the scripts. When you get all those speeches about gods and fate, does it mean anything to you beyond what's on the page?
TH: At first, I took it at face value. Then it got a little repetitive...
FP: Yeah, we noticed that!
TH: ...but now Ron [Moore] knows where he wants it to go again.
FP: Cool. Do you mind if I take your picture?

She begins to get up from her seat, because most people ask to have their picture taken alongside her.

FP: Oh, you're fine there. The value of the picture goes down if I'm in it!