Arthur looked at her. â€œAshley is a beautiful name in my opinion. If it is all the same to you then I would prefer to call you Ashley.â€ he said with a warm smile. â€œAsk away.â€ He made a very cute face when she mentioned having been asked all sorts of questions. He chuckled a bit a moment later. â€œNot as many as you would think. My agent slash manager has to drag me out of my domicile for these public appearances. Iâ€™m not a social butterfly by nature.â€ He said honestly. Sitting down at the table and gets ready to sign. Soon as the fans come in, hundreds of them by the looks of the long line outside, he began signing. Answering one question per person. Trying to keep the answers simple but indepth. Yet refused to reveal any secrets about his upcoming book. Not even the title would he utter through his lips. He was mentally groaning. He was going to have a cramp by the time this was over. Remind himself again why he let the agent talk him into this? He still couldnâ€™t quite place the accurate answer to this question. He kept signing and glancing to the overhead clock discreetly. Wanting this to end quickly. [i]Please let this end soon. One Iâ€™m getting a wrist cramp and spasm through my hand muscles. Two Iâ€™m wanting to get the hell out of the public eye. As for three Iâ€™m looking forward to the date with my red headed acquaintence Ashley.