EXT. DAY – HOLLYWOOD BOULEVARD [Two blonde starlets walk down Hollywood boulevard teetering on high heels, large Gucci and Prada bags draped over their shoulders when they spot something moving far off in the sky.] STARLET #1: OMG. Is that like a bird, or like, a plane or like, something like, I don’t know. What
[A middle-aged man, MICK, approaches his friend, FRANK, who is sitting down in his living room softly sobbing. MICK sits down beside him and puts his hand on his back to comfort him.] MICK: Frank, why are you crying? FRANK: It’s… It’s… Audrey Hepburn! MICK: What about her? FRANK: I’m in love with her Mick!