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July 06, 2007
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ZAC EFRON: THIS GUY!!!!
ELIJAH KELLEY: Uh... yeah, hey there, Zac.
ZAC: THIS GUY! THIS is the GUY!
ELIJAH: Sure. You too, buddy. Hey, I've been meaning to ask you...
ZAC: LISTEN TO THE HUMOR ON THAT GUY!
ELIJAH: I haven't even said anything yet.
ZAC: I LOVE this guy. He is THE GUY.
ELIJAH: Seriously, listen, this has been bothering me for a while now. Is this just how you look naturally, or do you actually wear four tons of stage makeup every time you leave the house?
ZAC: The WORLD is my STAGE! I am the musical star of the DECADE! First High School Musical and now this, and then the sequel!
ELIJAH: Okay... well, don't get too close. I look pretty sharp in this eggplant color and I don't want any of that rubbing off on the fabric.
ZAC: MOVE OVER, TOMMY TUNE! But not too far. I think we could do great work together. With THIS GUY as a background dancer!
ELIJAH: That's... that's great, thanks a lot, Zac. Just a tip, though -- you might want to dial it down a little. Maybe scrape off the war paint, and change up your hair so doesn't always look like somebody dropped it onto your head from a 60-story building. If you're not careful, you're going to...
ZAC: Can you DIG IT, AMERICA? THIS MAN IS EXTRAORDINARY. AND SO AM I.
ELIJAH: ... turn into Tom Cruise.
ZAC: PASS THE FLOWBEE ON THE LEFT-HAND SIDE!
ELIJAH: Forget it.
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