Starstruck

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We look outside and we see the restaurant that matched the image I saw on the laptop. "Okay, I'll be here waiting for you", the driver says. "Thank you, uhh..", I stop for him to tell me his name. "Victor", he says. "Yes, thank you, Victor", I thank him as Noodle and I put on our masks. We exit the limo and we walk toward the entrance of the restaurant while Noodle arm hooks around mine.

We walk inside and I immediately hear the orchestra playin' some classical music. I see a woman on the grand piano that I'm goin' to be playin' on.

"How may I help you?", a woman behind the seatin' counter asks me. "Stuart Pot: table for two, with the orchestra", I tell the woman. "Yes, here you are. You are going to pay with a check?", she asks as she holds out a pen for me. "Yes", I reply as I take the pen and write the check for twenty-five dollars. I give it to her.

"Okay, your table is right this way", she says as she leads us to our table. When we arrive to our white table, I hold out the chair for Noodle and she sits down. Then, I sit down on my own chair.

"This is wonderful!", Noodle says with a happy sigh. "I'm glad that you like it!", I reply. I grab her hand and I lift my mask to kiss it elegantly. "Happy birthday, luv", I say to her. "Thank you!", she says as she blushes. I bring my mask back down and I let go of her hand.

After about two minutes a young couple comes up to our table. They look like they're in their early 20's. "Hi, we came over because we say the masks. We think they look really cool! Do you know the band Gorillaz too?", the woman asks me. Noodle and I lift our masks to reveal our faces. "We ARE the Gorillaz!", Noodle replies happily as they stare at us full of startstruck. "2D and Noodle?! That's so cool! Can we take a picture with you two?", the man asks eagerly. "Sure!", I say as Noodle and I take off our masks. Then, the man pulls out his mobile phone and he points it in front of us. We smile while the man takes a picture with all four of us. "Thank you so much!", the woman thanks me. "You're very welcome!", I say to her. They walk back to to their table, which isn't very far from our's.

"Well, that was fun", I comment as I hang my mask on my chair. "Yes, it was", Noodle replies as she hangs her's. We wait for a moment until a male waiter comes to our table so that we can order. We order our food and some wine to try out.

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