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April 02, 2008

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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!

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