"No, no," she denied, shaking her head. She didn't think he was a creepy stalker. Maybe a little creepy, but not that bad. "It's really sweet. Thank you so much!"
Laughing, Annabelle shook her head. "Sorry about that. I get really thirsty when I'm on singing," she explained, looking down at her already almost empty cup of water.
Smelling someone smoking near them, Annabelle frowned. She hated the smell, and the smoke was bad for her throat. She coughed, moving slightly away from the man.