He picked up my tab along with his

I met Marilyn Manson in a quite little bar. I was sitting alone having a drink and reading a book waiting for my boyfriend to get off of work across the street. He sat down at my table and started talking to me about comic books (I was reading Sandman). I didn't realize who he was at first in normal clothes and no make-up. I thought he was just some guy that was trying to hit on me and was kinda offended that he just sat down without being asked. I was pretty snarky and then I realized who he was.We ended up having a wonderful conversation for about an hour and then he had to leave. He picked up my tab along with his and left.