She is graceful if not exactly poised as she drifts along the line of fans to snap selfies and sign autographs, she repeatedly throws up a peace sign and pokes her tongue out the corner of her mouth. It’s not forced confidence, nor insouciant. Ramakrishnan presides over her audience with what might best be described as playful confidence. The audience can make out her words: “Thank you guys,” she says, clasping her hands together. Will she be leaving or arriving? At last, she emerges from the stage door there’s a spasm of thrill, a sharp breath echoed from person to person in the huddled mass, but no screams. But others keep their phones aloft, fixated on either the Suburban idling outside the theater or the stage door, unsure where Ramakrishnan will appear first.
The crowd thins out, some having abandoned any attempt at an early preview of season 3 before all the episodes arrive on Aug. “I’m just hopeful I’ll see one of the stars.” “I’m not surprised,” one young woman announces. One of the venue staff corralling bodies reveals some fans had been waiting outside since before noon it’s now 7:30 p.m.
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The theater inside is, apparently, already packed, which means the line of fans snaking around trees on 58th Street won’t get the chance to go inside, despite the free passes they reserved in advance. 9, she’s stopping by a special screening at the Paris for the third season of Never Have I Ever, the Netflix dramedy that granted the now-20-year-old a crash course in the Hollywood circus.
She’s in New York to do the usual press circuit, but tonight, Aug. The crowd congregated outside Manhattan’s Paris Theater is calm, even reverent, squeezed up against a metal barricade and stretching their phones out so their cameras can capture, at least, the floating head of Maitreyi Ramakrishnan. When she first appears, there are no screams, none of the hysterics so often finger-wagged at fan meet-and-greets.
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