C'mon, it's just a crush! You can't take it too seriously-- especially if she's sober enough to realize that she's crushing when pressed to admit it. The worst ones are those stealth crushes that make you deny it no matter how obvious it is to everyone else.

I don't recall ever having a crush on a musician. Ever. Is that strange? Lessee... when I was in the sixth grade I developed this ridiculous crush on... um, I dunno... some girl. Unfortunately, no one had ever told me how to deal with that sort of thing, so over the course of a few months I spent every lunch period just blankly and openly staring at her. Poor what's-her-name: I must've seemed psychotic.

I don't really have crushes very often anymore. When I do, it's typically one of those horrible aforementioned stealth crushes where your brain's doing a quiet little subroutine about the object-of-crush all day until you yell "Would you stop thinking about her?!?" to yourself at the top of your lungs and you were in a public place and everybody's staring at you and oh great now you're a freak.

...because that happens to everyone, right?

(Not going to talk about television-based crushes because that could get weird.)