Bella immediately came to the conclusion that while she didn't know who he was, he definitely knew who she was. While that may not have seemed all that unusual (she had, on more then one occasion, been plastered across the front of the tabloids), his words suggested that he knew more of her than Witch Weekly had to offer. Her eyes went wide in both fear and surprise — she hoped to the Lord above that he was not some random stranger who picked up gossip from a passerby.

First step: denial.

"I-I have no idea what you're talking about. I live in England," she tried pathetically.