RENEE ZELLWEGER: George? What's wrong?
INTERN GEORGE: YIKES! They gotcha!
RENEE: What?
INTERN GEORGE: You're not actually listening to them, are you?
RENEE: Who?
INTERN GEORGE: The Fug Girls and all their whining about how you're always going sleeveless! I told them to leave you alone. They threw a sandwich right at my head.
RENEE: I have no idea what you're talking about. I just thought it would be kicky to stick some sleeves on this thing with tacks. I had the idea in the car on the way over!
INTERN GEORGE: It's rather....Blanche Devereaux, no?
RENEE: I'm sure I have no idea what you mean.
THE PHOTOGRAPHER: EVERYBODY SMILE!
RENEE: At least my hair looks better, right?
INTERN GEORGE: Well, I tried.
SARAH LARSON: Guess what?! I'M DATING GEORGE CLOONEY!
