
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.
