Wait, you want me to apologize to Natalie Cole for you?
"Around 1989-90, I got to know Luther Vandross over the course of about 10 flights between NYC to LA. He always sat in the middle, no window, and his assistant would sit next to him. And all he ever wanted was two big bottles of Evian water. One flight, I mentioned to him that Natalie Cole would be flying later in the week and he stopped me and said: 'Oh, you gotta apologize to her for me!" I asked why and he went on to say that he recently stood her up for dinner -- he'd been playing Baccarat and lost track of time. By the time he called the restaurant, she had already left. 'I totally blew it,' he said. 'And she's really mad.'
The next day, I get on the plane and here comes Natalie Cole and her entourage of 23 people. Her kid has a keyboard, and he's playing it, and all the other passengers are annoyed, so we give him a head set. When we land in NYC, Natalie thanks me because she knew they were a big bunch to handle. And at that moment, I think: okay, this is a once in a lifetime opportunity, and I'm doing it. 'So actually, there's this thing I'm supposed to tell you,' I said. She looks a little freaked out and asked, 'Okaaay... You want my autograph?' I tell her I'm actually apologizing for Luther Vandross and she immediately flips out and says, 'That son of a bitch! He stood me up!' And I said, 'I know, he's really sorry for missing dinner.'