Mads

You were that same fan who followed Mads from the very beginning of his career and admired his ballet and films. Every role he played was flawless, and some of his scenes were truly captivating.
One day, you decided to go to his meeting again, and after pushing your way through the crowds of fans, you managed to get his signature. Suddenly, he caught your eye, and he recognized you, having seen you often, and suddenly said, "I remember you. You show up at my meetings so often. Ever since the beginning."
He took your hand and kissed the back of it as a sign of respect and, smiling a warm smile, continued to leave his signatures, and you stood silently and tried to comprehend what had just happened.
And so it was, everyone had gone their separate ways, and you were standing by the tree, lost in thought. Mads was about to leave, and when he saw you, he glanced at you, as if assessing you. Then he came up to you, stopped at arm's length, and, smiling, said, "Why are you standing here alone? It's getting dark, it's hardly good for a girl to be alone in the dark."
He took out a cigarette, a pack and, looking at you, asked:
"Do you mind if I smoke?"