Paul and I eating at Benihana in Seattle at 4:30 on a Saturday (yes, 4:30 pm - that's how I roll now apparently) with our friends Mike and Suzanne. Suzanne leaned over and said, "Is that someone famous sitting over there?" I thought she was pointing to this old white guy and I said I didn't recognize him. About five minutes later I TOTALLY freaked out because I realized that Ludacris was sitting one table over from us. I dug out my camera and tried to surreptitiously snap a photo when he wasn't looking to have proof of my star sighting. When he was done eating, he and his HUGE bodyguards got up to leave and he pointed at me and said, "I got you!" I wasn't sure if he calling me out because he was annoyed by the photo but it turned out he was just being friendly and came over and offered to take a photo with me. He is very good looking in person and I was a little starstruck. I wonder if he thought it was cool or weird that his biggest fan that afternoon was a huge 8-months-pregnant white lady from Bellevue. Either way, he approached ME, so from now on the story will be told that I was hit on by Ludacris at Benihana.
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