Jeremy Drinking Tea

I am working in a cafe. Jeremy Corbyn is drinking tea and reading a newspaper. He goes out to make a phone call, and I make an excuse to go out, too. He begins to walks back in, his wife alongside him.
I say “hello Jeremy!"
He says, “Hello" and smiles, though he does not know me.
He is about to go through the door behind me, my moment is passing, and I pluck up the courage to shout: “I LOVE YOU JEREMY". I don't know if he hears me.