text:  I turn around. All of a sudden, lights start flashing. Like people are taking my picture. Click, click, click, click, click. And I was sort of like, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. What was that? No, no, no. No, no. But one guy called out my name. I guess all the paparazzi thought I must be somebody. Right. You are somebody. No. Well, anyway. So I walk into the theater. And I hear a guy yell out my name. Harbin. Harbin.