Last week we were busy having Coffee with Rhianna...

Here's how it all went down:
Me: wait, wait, hold the door...there's a really cute baby here.

My Friend: Yes, and we're DYING for Starbucks (we've only had two so far today and it's already noon)

Rhianna: Oh, my goodness what a cute baby, I love her little boots (or something to that effect)

Me: (totally singing Umbrella in my head) Thanks! We were going for the cute baby look this morning...mission accomplished!

My Friend: Wow, what a great tattoo on your hand, I love the yellow nail polish (she actually didn't say these things, but she was staring at Rhianna's hand and nails and said them to me later).

Rhianna: hmm, could you guys move a little bit to the side so that I can get my coffee.

Saba: ahhhhh, ahhhh, ahhhh (the one time she's fussy all day! Really, I like to think she was trying to sing).

Me: (thinking: should I ask for a photo with the baby? No, I should just play it cool. Dereje is going to kill me).

Rhianna walks out with her posse (all of them gushing over Saba as they exit)

My Friend: I just love them. They were all so nice.

Me: I know, I almost asked for a picture, but I decided to play it cool.

My Friend: Why the photo? Were they Ethiopians?

Me: You idiot, that was Rhianna

My Friend: (Running out the door) Wait, come back and take a picture with our BABY!!!!