Suddenly someone knocks on my hotel door, I open it to see a distressed looking woman.
"Are you Corbyn Besson?"
"Yes, look if you're a limelight can you please not tell anyone my room number"
"A limeyy-whatey-What?"
She looks confused but then says randomly.
"His fans, fans of what? He sings?"
She looks up and down at me judgingly.
"Not to be rude but who are you?"
"Who am I? More like what am I?"
"So you are a limelight!"
"I'm not a fan of you" she said looking me up and down once more.
"I'm Ursula Grey"
"Who?"
"I'm.......