We walked for a while and happen to fun into Howie who came into the arcade. "Hey, D. You�re not spying on us are you?!" Brian kidded. "WUT?! Moi?! Naw, I�m an innocent bystander! I see you have a lil� monkey there." Howie replied. "Yeah, would you mind bringing it back for us?" "Sure, no problemo�. Hey could I give it to one of the cute girls there?!" Howie winked letting us know he was joking. Brian and I walked out. He put his strong arm around my waist I put my head on his shoulder. On the way there, I shivered. Brian noticed and asked, "Are you cold? You don�t even need to answer that. Here," He put his Tommy Hilfiger jacket around me. His jacket smelled like his cologne, the smell was light. I thanked him gratefully. I smiled, he was so sweet! We almost arrived there when a man stopped us. He pushed Brian away and attempted to grab my arm. I backed away in time.
"I wouldn�t mess with her if I were you," Brian warned. "HAHAHA!" "Ok, you can�t say I didn�t warn you�" The man apparently knew karate too. That�s when he made his mistake. I did a bicycle kick causing him to lose his balance into a garbage. "I�m sorry, sir," I gave him a hand and pulled him out. "You�re wonderful," he whispered in my ear. We arrived at Palm Beach realizing that it was packed. "I know what to do, come with me," he took my hand, I followed through the swarms of people. He went up to the waiter and told her who he was. The waiter screamed. "Wow, nice to meet you. I love you guys. You guys are the best!!!!" she babbled on and asked for an autograph. "OH MY GOSH!!!!!!!!! AND YOU�RE ANGELA WALLACE! AH! OH GOSH, OH MY GOSH! I�M YOU�RE BIGGEST FAN�.YOU�RE MY ROLE MODEL! COULD YOU AUTOGRAPH THIS?!" I autographed it and gave her a hug.