Hitch evaluation action
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Allegra Cole: How did you know all that stuff about me?
[Hitch looks away]
Allegra Cole: Well, you really did your homework. Like at boarding school, when everyone used to tease me because I couldn't whistle?
[Hitch looks up, confused]
Allegra Cole: And having him dance like a buffoon, knowing that I can't dance, either? Then telling him to drop mustard on his shirt so I'd feel like less of a dork? That was all you, right?
Hitch: No. Hell, no.
Allegra Cole: That was him?
Hitch: That's got Albert written all over it.
Allegra Cole: Did you put him up to the inhaler?
Hitch: [stunned] Stop it. He did not show you that.
Allegra Cole: He chucked it right before he kissed me.
Hitch: So, wait. That stuff... worked for you?
Allegra Cole: It was adorable.
[they both laugh]
Allegra Cole: What *did* you do?
Hitch: [smiles] Nothing. Absolutely nothing.
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Cressida Baylor: [Deleted Scene]
[Cressida runs into Hitch at a cafe]
Cressida Baylor: Adam?
Hitch: Oh *shit!* Alex.
Cressida Baylor: Alex! Right, of course, Jesus. Oh my God, look at you!
[Hitch chuckles uncomfortably]
Cressida Baylor: You don't remember me, do you?
Hitch: Um, Cressida right?
Cressida Baylor: Wow! God, what's it been, like ten... twelve years?
Hitch: Fourteen? Couple months?
Cressida Baylor: This is so - Wow!
[hugs him]
Cressida Baylor: How are you?
Hitch: I'm good. I'm good. I'm... I'm just good.
Cressida Baylor: Wow, you look *amazing!*
Hitch: Thank you. Thank you.
Cressida Baylor: Do you live around here?
Hitch: Yes, actually I live just down - Nope.
[she stares, confused]
Hitch: So what brings you to town?
Cressida Baylor: Oh well, I'm at Sotheby's London and Russell Simmons is one of my biggest clients.
Hitch: Okay, big timer.
Cressida Baylor: I'm actually staying over at the Soho House.
[long awkward silence]
Cressida Baylor: Uh listen. Maybe you can help me. I need a great restaurant. I've got these other buyers I'm meeting for lunch and I tried Nouveau but there was a two week wait!
Hitch: [starts dialing a number on his cell] Kim? Hitch. Can you do a reservation for a party of...
[Cressida shows three fingers]
Hitch: three at about...
[she holds up one finger]
Hitch: one o'clock? Last name Baylor. And take very good care of her. She's an old friend. Buh-bye.
Cressida Baylor: Well I guess you're the man to know!
Hitch: Yeah that's me - *Adam* Hitchens.
Cressida Baylor: You are so silly!
[playfully hits his leg]
Hitch: [looking to end the conversation] Thanks for the paper.
[gets up and walks away]
Cressida Baylor: Oh, yeah, well...
[gets up to follow him]
Cressida Baylor: Alex! Uh, listen. Russell's hosting this black tie thing at the Guggenheim and... I don't have a date.
Hitch: That's very very tempting.
[continues to leave]
Cressida Baylor: [shouts after him] Well, call me! I'm at the Soho House.
Hitch: Yeah, you said that.
[exits]