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[sub][color=D87093][b]Location:[/b][/color] Table at the Ballroom at the Plaza[right][color=D87093][b]Interactions:[/b][/color]EVERYONE[/right][/sub][hr][hr]

There came the warmth of a hand at her back as he clutched the chair's back and leaned slightly over her.  His shadow fell over her face as she looked up at the man she had only ever seen on screen.  For a moment she was stunned.  Noemi had never considered herself to be the sort to become star struck, but it felt as if her lips had become numb and her tongue jelly.  For a long moment, she just peered up at the man as if a deer in the headlights.  Slowly a smile formed over her mouth and brightened her eyes as her usual jovial demeanor took over.

[color=D87093]"I know who you are,"[/color] she said politely, though there was a slight shiver of fan excitement in her voice.  She hated herself for it.  He was sure to have heard that shiver a hundred times over and hoped it would not cause him to dismiss her as some sort of airhead.  Well, that wasn't to say she wasn't a bit of an airhead.  But she was a clever and learned girl, there was just a certain something about meeting a person in real life you would never expect to meet but had seen multiple times regardless.  Fame proceeded him but that was not her main interest.  Just a slight hurdle she had to overcome.  Like when you opened the contents of someone's stomach.

[color=D87093]"Noemi Wayward, such a great pleasure to meet you."[/color]  Her shimmering smile became more natural and less forced as the moments ticked on.  She had to remind herself that this wasn't Jerry Peters.  It was Lee.  She breathed in deeply as she turned her attention to the people beside her.  [color=D87093]"I think sitting together would be easiest if there was a general rearrangement,"[/color] she stated most matter-of-factly.  Noemi leaned a bit forward and said, over the conversations of multiple other tables, [color=D87093]"All in favor of shifting our spots so that we can converse with our new found partners, just get up and play a game of musical chairs!  Grab your name tag, probably easier for the servers!" [/color] Her light, feminine voice carried well over the others and she moved to stand.

There was an awkward moment where Noemi stood and her small frame was trapped under the unsuspecting actor.  She was tiny and so even standing she did not come up far enough to cause damage.  It did cause her to be close enough for him to smell the sandalwood perfume in her hair.  She tilted her face up, finding herself inches from Lee.  At first, she flushed, embarrassed and then a mischevious grin took hold over her features as she pecked his cheek with a chaste kiss.  Noemi ducked out from beneath him, grabbed her name card, and moved toward where he had been sitting.