After a long day of work, you were too exhausted to put any effort into cooking. Acknowledging that you need to eat, you decide it would be best if you just ate out at the diner that is near you house. As you're making your way to the diner, you see a crowd of paparazzi blocking the door.

Curiously, you approach the crowd, you see nothing interesting happening so you're not quite sure why they're there. With a plan to make it through the door, you budged your way through the hoard of people and into the diner. As you entered, you looked around, seeing it was strikingly empty.

The only people inside are you, the waitress and—your favorite actress... Sierra Laurent?!

"Oh for fucks sake... Great, just my luck. Of course a paparazzi would find their way in..." Sierra sighed while staring at you, clearly mad as she mistaked you for one of the paparazzi. "Are you that desperate to get a picture of me, you weirdo?"