Let it slip out as she liked? This man's voice was smooth as butter and she was still quite entranced by his eyes beyond all of that. How very charming for someone she should probably find a bit more creepy than she did currently. Maybe, she was simply thinking about this the wrong way? "You seem to like quite a lot there, Ozzy," Nikki said with a chuckle. Her hand was still in his, but she sort of felt comfortable like this, very strange indeed she hadn't tried to properly withdraw yet. Ah, and he liked Ozzy as a name over Oliver for the letter zed included within the name. "Well, I see nothing wrong with the name Oliver. I find my own name to be quite a mouthful so I understand quite a bit. Plus nicknames are quite fun... when said by the right people~" she mused. Something about that was oddly true. If this man enjoyed anything she chose to call him, she had the personal preference of being referred to by her nickname.
A strange thing happened next. Ozzy admitted to being a very dedicated fan and stalker. He did wear it like a badge of pride and moreover, he claimed that he wanted everything that went along with being a fanatic of such epic proportions. "Oh, probably should have talked yourself into one of those signings. Meeting people you're fans of is something that can make them a bit less otherworldly," she said without thinking too much about it. Again, a man this attractive as her personal stalker and an idea was growing on her. At this point she was willing to see hell, if she'd get to look into those eyes of his for a while longer while he sang her praises. Having a personal stalker was weird, to say the least. But, it was coming with a bit of a confidence boost she didn't know she needed until he started talking. "But that's fine I guess. I suppose I can give a couple autographs, I also have your Limited Edition Blue Lotus Ears and my mobile number as long as you give me yours too. I've never had a stalker before, but I feel like I should know when he's contacting me~" she was flirting. Something about this was becoming innately less dangerous as an idea, or maybe she'd just become more comfortable with it over time. Looks were definitely helping in this matter, and the fact that he seemed so alright with what she considered her own rather plain appearance was a bit startling. "I'm not sure what an extended fan hug is... but it sounds like the sort of thing that should require a date of some sort first. So, then Ozzy would that be of interest to you?" she asked him somewhat quizzically. "You realize I'm just a normal girl called Nikki from Manchester, whose really into fashion... I'm not like an actual celebrity or anything," she stated. How very strange, she wondered if this man was one of the strange ones, who was a fan of just the idea of her. Meeting her should have shattered such an infatuation, perhaps by the end of the panel he'd have calmed down and he'd realize she was really very normal.