Ghost of a flea

I'm Libby Davidson. I was recently in a cafe in Auckland (New Zealand) and I was enjoying a quiet lunch. I had a waiter that said to me he thought he recognized me, and wondered where he knew me from. I just smiled and politely laughed. When he came back to clear our table, he said that he had figured it out, and thought that I was the person on a website that he was a great fan of, and wanted my autograph.