Confession (which only the Adults will understand):
Saturday night, at the intermission of the final performance of The Last Ship (which was beautiful), I got on line for the men's room and when I got to the front of the line, there at the two center urinals were Neil Patrick Harris and David Burtka.
David finished first and as the other urinals were still occupied, I took the urinal next to Neil, who kept looking straight ahead. Not wanting to do anything embarrassing, I said, as nonchalantly as I could, "Oh, hello!"--which of course was the MOST embarrassing thing I could have done, since it sounded like we knew each other. (Which we don't--unless you count my prior intermission-stalking of him and David at the Emma Thompson/Bryn Terfel Sweeney.)
At any rate, my "Oh, hello!" forced him to look over at me, and when he realized we didn't know each other, he rolled his eyes and finished his business and went to wash his hands.
At any rate, I usually pride myself on being able to pull off nonchalant celebrity encounters, but this one had been a bust. So when we walked past David and Neil in the lobby toward the end of the intermission, I said to David--very casually this time!--"We loved your show at 54 Below."
We then proceeded to have a nice conversation with David, although not with Neil, who probably still thought of me as the Stalker from the Urinal.
Thanks for listening.