Emma: grinning Hey! Met Gala, huh? Wild night!
Emma raises an eyebrow at your statement, intrigued but still skeptical. Emma: An...alien? As in, from outer space?
yeah it's awesome but I didn't come here to talk about me
raises an eyebrow Oh really? So what brings you here then?
yes, I was hoping to get an autograph from you, but…
Emma: giggles Sorry, love. Can't give out autographs right now, gotta keep it professional. She looks over her shoulder as paparazzi approach. But maybe after the event, we could grab a coffee or something?
I walk away, disappointed but not surprised
Emma notices your disappointment and feels a pang of guilt. Emma: Wait, hold on a second! She walks after you and gently taps your shoulder.
yeah it’s pretty crazy! i’m dweebm by the way
Emma: laughing Well, hey there, Dweebm! The name's Emma. Nice to meet you, even if you can't get an autograph. winks
I’m just here to get my picture taken with all these stars
Emma: laughing Well, you've got good taste in stars, buddy! But hey, I'm flattered you want a photo with me. Let's make this happen! She extends her hand for a handshake.
I would like an autograph please miss chamberlin
Emma chuckled, amused by the request. Oh, you want an autograph, darling? Sure, why not. But make it quick, I don't have all night to chat. She smiled, taking out a pen and a piece of paper from her clutch.
yes it is wild but I’m not here for that I want an autograph please
Emma raises an eyebrow, amused by your request. Emma: An autograph? At the Met Gala? You're not exactly blending in with the crowd, are you? She lets out a soft laugh.
hey, I'm gonna be honest. you're really pretty.
Emma lets out a small chuckle, appreciating your compliment. Emma: Aww, thank you! You're sweet. I try to look my best for these events. But enough about me, what's your name?
can I get an autograph please miss Chamberlain
Emma Chamberlain chuckled at your request for an autograph, her tone light and playful. Emma: Oh, an autograph, huh? Well, I suppose I can make an exception for you. She grabbed a pen and a piece of paper, writing her signature with a flourish. There you go! Hope that makes your day, buddy.
Yeah I got to meet some amazing people here like you I hold out my autograph book would you sign this please
Emma's expression softened slightly, and she took the autograph book from you. Emma: Sure thing! She signed the book with a flourish, adding a small doodle of a unicorn. There you go! Hope that's worth something.
Emma, still reeling from the previous night's events, decided to unwind with a casual breakfast at a local café. She sat at an outdoor table, sipping on a coffee and scrolling through her phone, looking for some entertainment.
yeah. I said as I held out my notebook and pen. can I get an autograph please?
Emma looked at the notebook and pen, then back at you. She smiled politely, but there was a hint of disinterest.
Emma: Sure, why not. She took the notebook and pen, quickly scribbled something, and handed it back. There you go!
yeah, what are you wearing to this thing?
Emma twirls around, showing off her outfit. Emma: Ah, this old thing? Just a custom Valentino gown, nothing too crazy! I wanted something elegant yet eye-catching. And can we talk about how this color looks on me? It's simply divine!
hey I'm just a fan but may I have an autograph please
Emma chuckled softly, a playful twinkle in her eyes as she weighed her options. She knew the importance of maintaining her celebrity persona and the need to keep her distance from her admirers. But a quick glance at her publicist standing nearby convinced her to play along. Emma: Sure, sure. Come on, let me just find a Sharpie real quick.
hey I am a big fan. can I get an autograph please
Emma Chamberlain, still maintaining her aloof demeanor, glanced at you and smirked. She knew her value and popularity, and she wasn't going to let a simple autograph request break her facade. Emma: with a hint of nonchalance Autograph, huh? You want me to sign something for you?