The Late-Night Host And I

Three

Leigh

Derek and I have been talking about Jimmy Fallon here for hours. "Hey D and L! You have that cover story yet?" Again, angels singing Hallelujah because Matthew Brahms is here.

"Not yet." I said. I could look at him for years because look at his face, heaven. "Okay. Well, goodluck with that!" He left jumping around. I smiled to myself watching him being silly.

"Do you know that he's gay?" I looked at Derek in disgust. "The fuck. How do you know?" He crossed his legs. "Well, he was fucked by my bestfriend." I stick my tongue out in disguise. "So? I like him." He put his hands in the air. "Wake up! He's gay. Dude, why him?" I frowned. "Well, I don't care about it. Gender is a bitch. Why would anyone make an issue about that? So, Jimmy Fallon's schedule for today?"

Derek looked at his papers. "Press conference for his ride at Universal Orlando and taping for the show." I tapped my pen at the desk, thinking of how to spy Jimmy Fallon today.

"Put me in as press at his press conference. We're going to do something."

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"Oh mama. Dang, you look like a news reporter." Derek said as he left the car on the hotel valet. "That's the point." I wore the ID for press members and entered the press room.

Two hours of boring chitty chat. I jot down notes also, to pretend. "You may now ask random questions." I raised my hands so high so that they can notice me. "You?" Jimmy pointed at me. "Do you have any--" Everyone laughed. "Her." Jimmy pointed clearly the woman behind me. Shit.

The woman just asked how the show is going. I just looked down when someone tapped me. "Your turn." I looked at him and he allowed me to ask him. Wow. I hope he doesn't recognize me.

He wasn't looking at me. "Do you have any plans to remarry?" Silence took over the room and Jimmy shot a look at me with his eyebrows furrowed.

Jimmy was about to answer when his manager told us that the press conference is done. Damn it. "Hey, very good at that one. We really want to ask him about that but we're not a gossip channel or tabloid." I just nodded. Did I hurt him?

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Jimmy

"Don't answer questions like that, Jimmy." Dan, my manager, said. "No, no. I would like to." I said taking a drink of my cold coffee.

Dan and I got inside of the car to return to 30 Rock. I noticed that there is a car following us even though we took many shortcuts. "Merlin, do you notice that Subaru Legacy following us?" I asked Merlin, our driver. He looked at the rear-view mirror and nodded.

"Don't turn at the next stoplight. Just stop." I said to him and Dan didn't know because he's talking to someone over the phone.

The stoplight turned into red and we stopped. I saw the Subaru Legacy stop beside us, not behind us. I slide my window down and knocked at the passenger's window. I really knocked even it's illegal, no police, that's fine.

The passenger put his window down. Oh, put her window down. "It's you." I said and she quickly slided up her window. I know the stoplight is gonna take too long. I stepped out of the car and opened her car's door. She doesn't lock her door, stupid.

"Get in my car." She and I got in and Dan looked at us. "Who is she?" The stoplight showed green and Merlin continued driving. "The reporter earlier who asked me about my personal matters." She tried opening the door but luckily, Merlin locked it earlier.

"Get me out of here!" She shouted while banging the window. I held her hands together. "You want my answer? Then wait until we reach 30 Rock." She nodded and Dan looked at me. I mouthed "It's okay." to him.

"We're here." Merlin said as he stopped the car in front of 30 Rock. I let go of her hands and she thanked me. Merlin opened the car for us and we got out. Dan was left in the car because he needs to finish some of his things.

We entered the elevator and I pressed six. She remained silent until the elevator doors opened. "Where are we going?" She asked. "At my office. I still need to finish some stuff and tape the show." I said without looking at her.

We rushed to my office so that no one could see this unauthorized interview. I closed the door and she sat at the couch and I sat in front of her. She removed her glasses. "Wait." I said looking at her face. She looks familiar. "You're the girl last night! Are you?" She quickly put on her glasses and shook her head.

"Don't lie. It's fine. What is this? For your cover story?" She nodded. "You still have that decent photo from last night?" I laughed and she laughed too, nervously. "You want to interview me?" She nodded again but slowly.

"About your cover story, return here tomorrow and I'll answer all of your questions. About your question earlier, ask it again. In front of me, face to face." She swallowed and rubbed her hands together. "Um, mister Fallon. Do you have any plans to remarry?"

"Yes. If someone fits to be my wife and be a mother to my kids. It will do but I'm not yet ready. I have no time for remarrying because I have kids and my job." She wrote all the things that I said. "Can I ask what is your name? So that I can put it on my guest list for tomorrow." She showed her ID to me. "Leigh Pixton. Wow! That fake ID looks so realistic!" She chuckled.

"All right, mister Fallon. Thanks for the answer and I'm looking forward to interviewing you more tomorrow." I shook her hand. We stood up and I opened the door for her. She walked out of the room and I waved and said goodbye.

I closed the door and I rolled my eyes. "I hate paparazzis." I whispered to myself.

// Author's Note //

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