When I was 18, a girl from school followed me around. I had no interest in her romantically. I can't say I ever knew much about her. I can see her face, but don't remember her name. This girl was in love with me. She would leave little notes under my windshield wiper. She was all about Tommy.
The point is, just because she loved me, followed me, and wanted me, doesn't make her my woman.
Trump shouldn't have to ever acknowledge these fools.