Creepering 101

You know, I think everything important in life I've learned at a concert; don't hang around with people if you're not having fun together, throw limbs around at random - it's good times, and anything mellow and slow is definitely not my forte.
Tonight, however, I learned something entirely different.
It didn't come from the hauntingly fantastic voice of Emily Haines, but from a close friend of mine who, although she tries very, very hard, is just a big creeper. Tonight I learned how to use creepiness as an advantage, and how pushing it too far can be disastrous.
Background information is key: Calgary, AB, believe it or not is home of an enormous "indie" scene, outfitted in everything from American Apparel to vintage pieces. Calgary also attracts a lot of travelers from, say... New Zealand. Travelers have cute accents, and are therefore attractive. Travelers also like to go to concerts, and happen to be friends of friends.
I think from the step-by-step, a point about where the turn of events happen can be seen.
So my close friend, finding this person attractive, began looking for them everywhere, and we did see quite a bit of each other during the evening.
Things went wrong, badly wrong, however, during the last set-break. This adorable traveler was separated from the herd and therefore was walking us around passing as once, twice, thrice... seven times. After the fifth, I was beginning to find it both slightly weird and a little creepy, but what do we all know to be true? When someone is hot enough, nothing they can do short of making a voodoo doll or looking into your bedroom window with binoculars can be termed creepy, instead, it's flattering. This is the good creepy, the attractive creepy.
Then here comes the bad part: the adorable Kiwi found his friends, and stood chatting near us, slowly disappearing behind the pillar my friend and I were leaning against. Not thinking (clearly) my friend decides to peer around the pillar at them. Now, "peer" does not capture the moment clearly enough. Have you ever seen those cartoons in which the characters (think Shaggy and Scooby-Doo) crane their necks impossibly far around corners to see if the coast is clear? Well, that sort of look is apparently what my friend was going for. I, of course, being slightly creepy myself, tilt my head to look as well. However, my face bore a "what are you looking at?" sort of expression, whilst hers bore a "I will steal your used Kleenexs and light candles in your honor look".
However, hilarity ensued because his face clearly said "OMFG WHAT?!", and Metric performed brilliantly enough that she and I forgot about it... luckily the Worldwide Web never will.