“What if I rebooked them both for dinner at the same restaurant tonight? I could make a reservation for two tables in different areas and kind of—jump between them?” “You’re describing the climactic scene from Mrs. Doubtfire,” Daniel drawled. “Need I remind you, that plan did not work out for Robin Williams. RIP.” He pointed a finger and his gaze upward as a sign of respect. “RIP,” Mel repeated, doing a quick sign of the cross. Sure, the flick was full of problematic cross-dressing, but still. What a legend.
SO TRUE!!!
