The Story:

Ever since I first met Zachary Levi last year, I’ve wanted just one thing from our relationship: for him to know my name without looking at my nametag.  (Yes, I wear a nametag.)

Today was a slow day at work, which means that while the lot was busy, we didn’t have that many tour guests.  So I ended up only giving two tours today, which was very nice.

In between my tours, I was assigned to help escort tour groups into soundstages.  I was stationed at stages 17 and 19 (stages for Chuck and Pushing Daisies, respectively) and for the first 45 minutes, no one came.

Finally a group called for an escort, and I went out to our main drive to meet them.  While standing there, I noticed the Nerd Herd golf cart (the one Zac drives) down the street.  Sure enough, Zac comes speeding up the street (he drives really fast), kinda stops at the stop sign, sees me and says, (as he drives off) “Hi, Em!”

Yes!  Zachary Levi knows my name and actually made up a nickname for me.  Come on, none of you have thought of that one.

But my day didn’t end there.

A few minutes later, while I was escorting a different group into stage 17 (where the Buy More set is for Chuck), I walked out of the stage and just kind of jokingly flung the door open (hey, I was a little bored). And there was Zac, talking to another guide Dean.

“Zac… stop following me!  You stalker!”

“I know, I know, I’m sorry.  I can’t help it!”

More joking followed, then the group came out of the stage.  Zac talked with them (they were fans of the show), and then the group left.

Dean, Zac and I chatted some more (about the weather, the weekend, Chuck being picked up for a full season), and then Zac says, “Hey, I’m gonna run over to Jamba Juice.  You guys want anything from there?  Some Starbucks?”

Dean said he was fine with his water.

“Zac, bring me just a cup of water.  Then I can tell all my friends you bought me a drink,” I said.

“Really?  Water?  All you want is water?”

“Well, since you’re insisting… I’ll take a Jamba.”

“Ok, what do you want?”

“Anything with strawberries.  But no bananas.”

“Got it.  Strawberries, no bananas.”

“Definitely no bananas.”

Zac leaves to fetch me my drink.

Dean turns to me and says, “Wow.  You actually just had him get you a drink.  You know, most stars like him will have a P.A. (industry-speak for production assistant) go get their coffee.  But you, you send STARS to get yours.”

A few minutes go by, and Zac finally returns with my drink.

“Hey Zac, can I get a picture of you giving me my drink?”

“Of course!”

“I knew you’d do it!”

Dean took a picture of Zac presenting me, the demanding diva, with my Strawberry Surf Rider drink from Jamba Juice.

Here’s the best part:

I turned to Zac to say thanks, totally over the moon with my drink and proof that he bought it for me, when (pay attention here) HE pulled me in for a full-frontal hug (not one of those “gee-you’re-a-good-friend side hug things) and he kissed me on my right cheek.

Yes, Zachary Levi kissed me.  And bought me a drink.  I think that counts as a date.

My heart went pitter-pat and inside I said, “I do!”

He totally made my day.

Sorry for the blurry pic – my camera phone is cheap and the lens is scratched, but still, it’s us!