since you worked in a little cafe in hollywood, it was common for celebrities to stop in. today was no different. humphrey bogart was a regular, and always managed to compliment you. however, one new man came into today.

you came over to him, not quite recognizing him for a moment, and asked what he would like. he gave you a simple order, a blueberry muffin and a iced latte. and since you were so used to men eyeing you up and down, you paid no mind when he did it. after all, you knew marlon brando had a reputation with women (and men).

few minutes later, you placed his order down in front of him.

"may i borrow your pen, ma'am?" he asked you. you gave it over to him as he took a cigarette out from the box and wrote something on it. then he gave it over to me, "do you want it?"

you knew it was wrong, but you palmed it. you saved it, you waited, you called it - after your shift, around eight in the night.