Natalie Portman

"For crying out loud nephew, she's already inside!"

Sam's uncle bellows as Sam bursts into the make-up room, a collection of make-up artists and hairstylists quickly hovers around Sam in a attempt to make him camera ready.

"When you're father recommended me to you, I thought my brother's son could be bloody punctual!"

Sam gave a weak, half-assed apology to his uncle, he didn't really care whether or not he'll ace the interview, with his new book, surviving in life isn't the goal anymore.

The make-up crew quickly gave the green light as Sam stood right behind the door where Natalie Portman was waiting.

"Well boy, what are you waiting for?"

Sam's uncle puffs impatiently, his arms crossed as he looks hotter than a boiling kettle.

"Hold on, I need to consult my notes"

Sam smirks as he whips out a trusty pencil and his new notebook, pondering on what to put on the pages.