She follows Heath Ledger.

Heath Ledger! Omigod!

Jane Doe raced after Heath, arriving at his trailer just as the door slammed shut behind him.

"Okay now, stay calm," she told herself. She hiked her denim skirt up an inch or two and loosened the top couple buttons on her blouse, until her black lace bra was just barely visible. Then she quite firmly knocked on the door.

"What is it?" came a gruff voice from within.

Boldly Jane turned the handle. "Hi Heath, I'm Jane Doe, and the studio has assigned me to be your personal assistant while you're here on location. What can I do for you today?"

The Australian stood in his briefs, staring at the mirror and picking his teeth. Jane stared.

"Well that's all right then," Heath said. "Why don't you see if you can round up a drink around here, eh?"