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There was a small crowd of people milling around the street corner, near a hot dog vending cart, so I wandered over to check it out.
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"I'm sorry, I was just watching with these people," I said.
"Those are all extras! You're in the shot! You need to be across the street," she said, pointing to a much bigger crowd, all looking my way.
Ah! That makes sense! I muttered an apology and skulked across the street, somewhat embarrassed.
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Butlers rule. Everybody should have one.
I don't know how I survived this long without one.
UPDATE: I asked the concierge instead. He said the movie was "Confessions of a Shopaholic", which apparently is a Disney vehicle with a slew of well-known actors in it, none of whom I saw during the few minutes I was there.
Also, tonight there's a big-time poker tournament for charity being held in the banquet rooms.
With a $5,000 buy-in.
I briefly considered entering, but my tuxedo is out being martinized, so I'm gonna have to sit this one out.
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