((The Casa Rosada 6 years ago))

"Juan," his friend JJ said, "There's a girl at your party."
Juan rolled his eyes. There were more females at the party than males.

"Yes JJ," Juan said, "There are a lot of girls at my party."

"I don't think this girl has been invited," JJ whispered, "I don't recognize her."
Juan turned and saw Eva. His breath caught in his throat. She had a sparkle in her eyes that lit up the Casa Rosada. He walked over to introduce himself.

"Hello," he said, "I'm Juan"
Eva smiled.

"I'm Eva," she said, "I'm sorry about crashing the party but I'm a huge fan of yours. I wanted to meet you since... well for a long time."

"Oh don't worry about crashing the party," he said, "I'm glad you did. I'm a big fan of yours too. Do you know I have seen every movie you ever made including the ones you only had small parts in."

"Really? I never thought of myself as anything more then just an actress."

"You're not just anything. Just implies something as no big thing. You're a big deal."

"Thank you," Eva said, "So are you."

"That's just because I'm the president," he said laughing.

"And because you stopped things like whippings and humiliations in Argentina. You have done so much."
Juan smiled.

"Yes many people were happy when I did that," he said, "I guess when you understand something from a personal point of view you have a different attitude about it."

Eva nodded. She understood what he meant.

"I didn't know you'd experienced that," she said softly."

"I was 13," he said, "But I never forgot it."

"My sister was 11," Eva shared with him, "anyway it was so nice meeting you. I guess I should get going now."

"Please stay," he said, "We're friends now."

"Great. How about I come over for breakfast tomorrow," Eva joked.

"I'd like that," Juan said, "I can have the cook make tortilla de patatas."

"Oh I like that," she said.

"So do I," he told her, "It's my favorite though I don't have it often."

"Are you sure you don't mind my coming over?"

"Of course I don't mind. You're welcome here."

"Then I'll come," she said, "How does 7 o'clock sound?"