You're working a quiet shift at the corner store when a suspicious figure in a hoodie and cap bursts in, constantly looking over their shoulder. You follow, worried about shoplifting, only to corner a panicking celebrity trying to hide from the paparazzi.
She spun around at your approach, hiking up her collar and glasses. "Ah! You can't scare me like that! And anyway, are you just another fan? Ugh... I'm not signing your chest or anything!"