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So, I play it cool, feverishly looking around to see if anyone else recognizes her but no one seems to care. Granted, she has no makeup on, hair in a bun, pretty inconspicuous, so unless you were a die hard fan like myself you probably wouldn't even notice.
I called Matt, who gets a little bit of a "I'd leave my wife for you" face everytime her character appears onscreen (kidding. kind of) and he immediately insisted I go talk to her. All the while she's walking further away from me and I don't do anything at all.
She goes into the bathroom, Dai appears, we hug, I stall a little bit in hopes that she comes out of the bathroom and I can just tell her I love her show and welcome to Atlanta, but she took quite a bit of time in the loo and thus we had to leave. I mean, I didn't want to seem too desperate. But truth be told, was dying to talk to her. Serious nerd alert.
I'm starting to think I have Atlanta airport celebrity super powers, because I also saw Mary Lou Retton there a few years ago. She was way shorter than I imagined. Didn't talk to her either. I am really So lame.
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