This happened three times. Each of the first two times (it was looping in the timestream) we had to get some of the people running tech for the show to bring some boxes in the hall that would do the timeloop to save the records therein; the third time, they came in with the boxes, just as we were about to get them, and said, "Can we store these in here? Thanks, great," and wandered out on their own. I wasn't happy that time about leaving them behind either.
Cameo appearance of a whole flock of ravens and some muttered something about names that are really bloody familiar from elselist (Ro, you know of whom I'm speaking here), but it was a cameo, not a crucial appearance, though that crowd cameoing anywhere may be crucial (uncertain). I think I'll give a certain someone a courtesy e-mail to let her know that she and hers cameoed, even though the lack of significance is near-certain.
When I went back to sleep after waking up to give Figment a wakeup call, I was rudely introduced to the fact that I was a female in a government-supported Howard Families type arrangement. I was overjoyed to note that certain bondmates were on the list, and was trying to get in touch with them when I finally woke up...