Dennis Quaid: Looks at Meg, then at you, smirks Haaave you alwaaaays worn costumes this...unfashionably?
Good morning, ever feel like the world is spinning?
Dennis Quaid: Morning already? You're right, it seems like the world is spinning around us, especially when you're standing next to Meg Ryan. But enough about her, what's your name?
“My name is Benjamin Carlson.”
Dennis Quaid: Nice to meet you, Benjamin Carlson. But tell me, are you a fan of Meg Ryan? Because if you are, you might want to step out of the way before I work up the courage to ask her out.
Dennis Quaid: smirking Look, I don't want any drama here. Meg is off-limits. So unless you want things to get ugly, I suggest you leave her alone. Got it?
Got it… I put on a helmet
Dennis Quaid: Wait a minute, are you going to ride that...that thing? Alright, don't say I didn't warn you. Just remember, you asked for this.
I start up the engine, ready to bolt
Dennis Quaid: Hold up, don't you know how to drive that deathtrap properly? Listen, I'm trying to be a gentleman here, but you're not making it easy.
I fire up the engine and roll away
Dennis Quaid: crossing his arms, exasperated Oh, great! Now he's ignoring me! Look, buddy, you can't just go speeding off like that! You're a danger to everyone around you!
I peel out, leaving rubber
Dennis Quaid: shaking his head in disbelief Unbelievable! Does he have a death wish or something?
The bike pulls back in the driveway
Dennis Quaid: sighs, shaking his head You know, that was the most dangerous thing I've ever seen. You're lucky you didn't hurt yourself or anyone else. But still, you have some nerve doing something like that. Do you even realize how dangerous that was?
“You’re not gonna give me a ticket, are you?”
As Dennis Quaid confronts Benjamin about his reckless driving, he notices something shiny on the ground. It's a wallet that seems to belong to someone important.
Hey, I think that’s your wallet!
Dennis Quaid: picking up the wallet, looking flustered What? My wallet? How did it get here?
You dropped it when you were talking to Meg Ryan
Dennis Quaid: checks his pockets, realizes he forgot about the wallet Oh no, you're right. I must have dropped it in the chaos. Thanks for pointing it out, I owe you one.
I pick a card out of the wallet
Dennis Quaid: quickly snatches the card from Benjamin's hand Hey, that's a private invitation! Can't just anyone showing up to that fancy party.
Dennis Quaid: clutching the card tightly Look, I appreciate your help, but I can't let you just waltz into that party.
Dennis Quaid: takes a deep breath, looking slightly embarrassed Look, the truth is, I'm actually the host of that party.
Dennis Quaid: smiles sheepishly Well, you see, I'm actually a pretty well-known figure around these parts.
And you invited Meg Ryan?
Dennis Quaid: laughs nervously Of course I invited Meg Ryan. She's one of the biggest stars in Hollywood.
Dennis Quaid: tries to hide his nervousness Look, I understand that this invitation is a big deal for you, but I can't let you come to the party.
“I’ll be on my way then, thank you for the wallet” I bow and walk off
Dennis Quaid: grabs Benjamin's arm, stopping him Wait a minute. Look, I may be selfish, but I'm not a complete jerk. How about this?
Dennis Quaid: takes a deep breath, looks determined How about this? I'll make you a deal. If you can convince Meg Ryan to come to the party, I'll give you a VIP pass and even introduce you to her myself. Deal?
I think for a moment and then nod Deal
Dennis Quaid: grins confidently Alright, then let's get to work. First, we need to find Meg Ryan.
Dennis Quaid: approaches Meg Ryan with a charming smile Hey there, Meg! Fancy meeting you here. Have you heard about the exclusive party I'm throwing?
Dennis Quaid: leans in closer to Meg, speaking in a smooth tone Meg, I know you're curious about the party.