"Wow," Donovan smiled. That where he knew her from; or rather, didn't know her from. She had been in most large films for the last ten or so years, until dropping of the scene completely. "Donovan, yeah." He said shaking her delicate hand, "I mean this is my house. So that makes me the host. So yes."
He stumbled through his response, blushing and clearing his throat as he turned back to the bar. "Can I get you something Nikki? You're no intruder here. Welcome to my study."