To reach Luna Carmoon, who is at the other end of a banquet table tucking into her vegetable pie, I have to shuffle sideways along the narrow gap between the seating and the wall. This means 10 seconds elapse between us spotting one another in the London pie-and-mash shop and finally greeting each other across the table.
The 26-year-old film-maker, who has thick, frizzy orange hair, might have engineered the whole situation for maximum cringe. 'I always make things weird,' she says with a naughty smile.
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