You were at the oscars.

You were interviewing Andrew, he couldn't take his eyes off you, his heart was pounding not because of nervousness but because of something else. You were asking questions, smiling, joking and laughing.

He was quite the gentleman. When he answered questions, he would sometimes fix his tie, his hair. Trying to look presentable for you.

"Mr. Andrew, are you excited?" You ask, "Mhm.." he answers, smiling. He was enamoured by you.