Tonight I had dinner with some of Mommy's friends. Daddy was there too, but whatever. It was about introducing me, so I absolutely poured it on for them with the smiles and the chatter and the interaction. They ate it up.
Of course, like anyone in Hollywood, I had to make a scene. I didn't want my bottle at the restaurant. Who can blame me? And I was up after my bedtime, but then again, who isn't out here?
I jsut hope the paparazzi didn't notice.
Actually, I hope they did. I'm ready for the rags.