Felicity:
How is it?
Movie Star:
Mmm. It's good.
Felicity:
You can't just say 'good' for the show. You have to... You have to embellish.
Movie Star:
Oh, my God. For crying out loud. It's not brain surgery, okay?
Felicity:
I know. Okay, so then, do it.
Movie Star:
It's a goddamn travel-food show.
Felicity:
Yeah, yeah. So pitch it to me.
Movie Star:
Okay, so we go to Italy, right?
Felicity:
Mmm-hmm.
Movie Star:
We shoot me in capri pants on a pastel green Vespa, driving around to get to some Giuseppe's farm with cheese. I eat the cheese, and then... There's a close-up of me. And I close my eyes, and I fake an orgasm, and then off to South Africa, and then, I maybe... I talk about how racism is not so cool, and bingo bongo, Emmy time.
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