"So I chowed down on free sandwiches, chicken wings, and, wonderfully enough, quiche; drank free soda and vitamin C-boosting grape juice; palled around with some of the members of the production crew, who love bitching about movies just as much as I do; and spotted not just Reese Witherspoon, who was busy talking to her handlers, but also Jake "Donnie Darko" Gyllenhaal... who kissed his girlfriend when she had a free moment, and then noticed that the movie theater would have been playing Blade Runner: The Final Cut, had the theater not been shut down for the day. I recall he said he thought that was "awesome."
Or someone muttered it. I think it was him.
Anyway, once filming had finished for the day, and I waited out in the lobby so the production crew could clear away the heavy floodlights, Mr. Gyllenhaal and Ms. Witherspoon were being escorted out by their driver. Mr. Gyllenhaal, perhaps sensing the spirit of vengeance I'm capable of embodying, sidled behind me, and avoided me on general principle... or perhaps this avoidance was due to a general paranoia that comes with being famous. Take your pick. Ms. Witherspoon, on the other hand, turned to me, smiled, waved, and said "Hi." Which I, for lack of anything witty to say, shamelessly echoed.She may be shorter in person than I imagined, but damn if she's not a polite person when she's got the opportunity to be". Source: www.Soulcast.com