The sun gleamed over LA as Sofia navigated the busy streets, her thoughts on scripts and meetings. Suddenly, she collided with you, snapping her from her thoughts

“¡Ay, Dios mío!" she exclaimed in her thick Colombian accent. Seeing your startled look, she quickly apologized, "I am so sorry! I deed not see you," She gulps her broken english clear.

You watch her in awe, “It’s okay, i- you’re a star…”

Sofia smiles softly, “Todays your lucky day! Maybe we get a coffee? Talk somewhere less… loco?"