My account of how Hugh got Robert Sean Leonard to attend the PCA, just for
deelaundry ♥ :
Hugh: C'mon, Robert, we have to go to the People's Choice Awards. Put on your tux.
RSL: But, but... Dogtown is about to come on!
Hugh: That's very lovely, but we're about to win an award. You don't want fans having conniptions that you're no longer employed just because you didn't show up at an awards show, do you?
RSL: I guess not. Can I bring my New York Times?
Hugh: Sure. We'll work the puzzle in the car.
RSL: If we don't finish it, can we work on it during the show?
Hugh: No. You're sitting two people down from me, between Olivia and some other guy.
RSL: Oh. I'm still not sure I want to go.
Hugh: C'mon, Robert. Christian Bale will be there. You can have a Swing Kids reunion. Swing heil, and all that.
RSL: I thought we said we'd never speak of that, Hugh.
Hugh: Robin Williams will be there.
RSL: I do respect Robin Williams.
Hugh: We can even eat those little wiener things when the evening's over.
RSL: Well, when you put it that way... *walks off to get dressed*
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Hugh: C'mon, Robert, we have to go to the People's Choice Awards. Put on your tux.
RSL: But, but... Dogtown is about to come on!
Hugh: That's very lovely, but we're about to win an award. You don't want fans having conniptions that you're no longer employed just because you didn't show up at an awards show, do you?
RSL: I guess not. Can I bring my New York Times?
Hugh: Sure. We'll work the puzzle in the car.
RSL: If we don't finish it, can we work on it during the show?
Hugh: No. You're sitting two people down from me, between Olivia and some other guy.
RSL: Oh. I'm still not sure I want to go.
Hugh: C'mon, Robert. Christian Bale will be there. You can have a Swing Kids reunion. Swing heil, and all that.
RSL: I thought we said we'd never speak of that, Hugh.
Hugh: Robin Williams will be there.
RSL: I do respect Robin Williams.
Hugh: We can even eat those little wiener things when the evening's over.
RSL: Well, when you put it that way... *walks off to get dressed*