There are eight millions stories in the naked city, and this is one of them.
While attending the wrap-party for late-night cable show Midnight Spike, surfing superstar Laird Hamilton wandered over and sat down at our table. Natalie Portman, whom I had danced with earlier, came over and introduced herself to him.
Anyway, he noticed that we were drinking Veuve Cliquot (my favourite champagne, by the way) and offered to get the next bottle. We happily accepted. Laird went up to the bar, brought back the bottle and said his goodbyes to everyone.
Later that evening, when closing out the bill, it was noticed that the second bottle of champagne Laird offered to get us was on the bill. We kind of looked at each other and said "really, REALLY?"
Technically, I guess he did what he said he was going to do. I mean, he did get the next bottle.
There are 8 million stories in the naked city, and this was one of them.
also my fave champers. i love those tiny little bubbles on the back of my throat. kinda douchey to put the bottle on your bill though.....
ReplyDeletelol right? it was funny because he seemed like a nice guy and all. i'm pretty sure we all said "wow, what a dick."
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