One day, you’ll be having a signing and I’ll show up with a copy of your work and kiss you in front of all your other fans. They’ll probably cause a ruckus and I’ll tell them it’s the perks of being your number one. As if I’ll let you kiss me. You won’t have a choice. I’ll ban you and ask security to escort you out. That won’t stop me, baby. I’ll always find a way back in.
