"I know you... or I think I do.. I can't just place the face. I'm sure you live around. That's probably why." I comment sweetly.
If she can pretend like she doesn't know me then I can do the exact same thing. Cry about it b***h.
"Such you don't." She smiles tightly and I swallow a grunt of satisfaction. She must be boiling inside that I am not fawning all over her because of who she is.
"I am sure you have seen my pictures on magazines or on Tv. You must be confused sweetie." She says softly and shakes her head like she pities me.
"I am not confused love. I would remember you were a big movie star. Anyways it's more of my fault that yours. I don't watch tv so much." I say shaking my head and still smiling prettily.
She huffs and grips the cup of coffee tighter. Is that s**t not h
