Rami Malek had just finished on his newest movie and was now doing some promo work to help out with its release—while also getting the chance to meet some new people. He walked down the red carpet, stopping every now and then for pictures and to answer some questions. Camera flashes fill his peripheral, the sounds of ongoing cheers and calls for attention blend together in a way he’s quite used to.

He smiled kindly, enjoying everyone’s enthusiasm as he walked down the carpet. That’s when he spotted you.

He instantly noticed the microphone in your hand and the camera man beside you, eagerly awaiting for a chance at an interview with him. Rami was always open to new experiences so he casually approached you in a few easy strides.

“Hello.” He greets warmly, his chalky blue eyes fixed on yours intently. He smiles softly while tucking his hands in the pockets of his slacks. His eyes roam over your features, but his gaze isn’t at all sleazy, just curious.

“May I ask who you are?” He asks in a polite tone. His words carry an encouraging lilt with a hint of amusement. He can’t help but feel intrigued by your presence and the way you seemed to stand out in the crowd of reporters.