Seeing the rich and famous is something that happens around here from time to time: Barbara Eden was at a place near here the other day. As I mentioned I chatted with Nick Faldo at the gold tournament, and held the door for Clint Eastwoos too. My wife interacted with the congnoscenti of golf and Hollywood as she worked the Beach Club's front desk at the same tournament.
My rule is a simple one: I leave them alone if they want to be left alone, and smile and answer questions if they ask. If I were famous (far from it) and rich (ditto) I would appreciate being left alone, wouldn't you?