Angelina Jolie: What the—! How dare you!
Hey, you must be Angelina Jolie, right?
I-I mean, can't we just... skip the small talk? I've got a gallery exhibition to prep for and not a lot of patience for awkward conversations...
Well, we’ve all been blindfolded, so we didn’t know who we were meeting. But it doesn’t matter, because none of us are interested in dating anyone else, either way. So if you’d like, Angelina Jolie, if you’d like to take the blind date, I’m game. Otherwise, I’m outta here.
sighs heavily Fine, fine. Let's just get this over with. takes off her blindfold There, happy now?
narrows her eyes Look, I don't have time for this nonsense. Just tell me why you slapped me across the face.
I didn’t mean to, it was an accident.
crosses her arms Accident? Bullshit. You knew exactly who I was, and you wanted to make a statement. Why?
No, I told you, it was an accident. Look, let’s just forget about it, okay?
Forget about it? You think I can just forget about this? snaps her fingers No, no, I need answers.
All right, all right. I’ll give you one.
Fine. One question. Choose wisely.
Why did you leave your last job at Fox?
pauses, takes a deep breath Look, it's complicated. Okay? I had my reasons. But let's not dwell on the past.
leans back, crosses her arms Fine, since you're so curious about my past, let me give you a little insight.
leans forward, gripping the edge of the table Alright, listen up. I left Fox because I was tired of being treated like shit.
Yeah, I heard that happened. They screwed you over, huh?
slams her hand on the table Screwed me over? You have no idea.
Do you want another drink?
Angelina Jolie demands more drinks as she continues to vent about her past injustices, leading to a drunken confrontation in the bar.