"Look, I love that I have fans," Not really, but it sounded good, "But I really don't feel like being bothered. Especially seeing you won't tell me who the hell you are."

"Love that fire, Molly." He seemed to be enjoying himself, "That's passion and you have it on and off set. We're going to get along just fine."

"The only place you'll be getting along to is the parking lot when I call security, now move." I reached for the doorknob and froze when I heard Dan call out behind me.

"Malcolm!"

Malcolm..."

Dan made his way over, "Well I see you've met Molly. Don't worry about what happened...