*just barely suppresses a squeal when understanding hits* Ohmyeru you're on my soap opera! I knew he looked familiar. I mean you—you know what I mean. I used to follow that show religiously! Fániel would die. She. would. just. die and I... *clears her throat and smiles a little sheepishly* I am much less apt to drool in real life.
*sincerely* It was really nice to meet you, Elliott, and— *glances at your lunch* —you're clearly waiting for someone, so... *trails off as her attention is drawn to the familiar blonde who just walked into the deli*