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He looks SO good. Even better than yesterday, because today he’s wearing jeans and they’re fitting him SO PERFECTLY in all the right places.
Wow. I’m turning into Lana.
And he’s also wearing a totally nice black short-sleeved Polo shirt and I’m just going to come right out and say that everything we suspected lay under the sleeves of his suit jacket yesterday REALLY DOES. As in, muscles. Not hideous bulked up steroidy ones, either.
But Lana was not far off in her Christian Bale Batman assessment.
And I know I have a boyfriend. I am merely observing this in my capacity as an investigative journalist.
!!!!!
He’s seen me!!!!! He’s coming!!!!!
I’m dying now, good-bye.
Interview with Michael Moscovitz for the Atom, as recorded by Mia Thermopolis on Sunday, April 30, via iPhone (to be transcribed later)
Mia: So, it’s okay if I record this?
Michael (laughing): I said it was.
Me: I know, but I need to record you saying it. I know it’s stupid.
Michael (still laughing): It’s not stupid. It’s just kind of weird. I mean, to be sitting here being interviewed by you. First of all, it’s you. Second of all…well, you were always the celebrity.
Mia: Well, now it’s your turn. And thanks again, so much, for doing this. I know how busy you must be, and I want you to know I really appreciate you taking the time out to meet with me.
Michael: Mia…of course.
Mia: Okay, so first question: What inspired you to invent the CardioArm?
Michael: Well, I saw a need in the medical community and felt I had the technical knowledge to fill it. There’ve been other attempts in the past to create similar products, but mine is the first to incorporate advanced imaging technology. Which I can explain to you if you want, but I don’t think you’re going to have room for it in your article, if I remember how long the stories are in the Atom.
Mia (laughing): Uh, no, that’s okay—
Michael: And, of course, you.
Mia: What?
Michael: You asked what my inspiration was for inventing the CardioArm. Part of it was you. You remember, I told you before I left for Japan, I wanted to do something to show the world I was worthy of dating a princess. I know it sounds dumb now, but…that was a big part of it. Back then.
Mia: R-right. Back then.
Michael: You don’t have to put that in the article if it embarrasses you, though. I can’t imagine you’d want your boyfriend reading that.
Mia: J.P.? No…no, he’d be fine with that. Are you kidding? I mean, he knows about all that. We tell each other everything.
Michael: Right. So he knows you’re here with me?
Mia: Um. Of course! So where was I? Oh, right. What was it like to live in Japan for so long?
Michael: Great! Japan’s great. Highly recommend it.
Mia: Really? So are you planning on…Oh, wait, that question’s later…Sorry, my grandmother woke me up really early this morning and I’m all disorganized.
Michael: How is the Dowager Princess Clarisse?
Mia: Oh, not her. The other one. Mamaw. She’s in town for my birthday party.
