Last night John Travolta and Kelly Preston hit the red carpet for the premiere of his latest film “Savages,” in Los Angeles. I am guessing it was a nice diversion from his ongoing meetings with his attorneys. But at some point he is going to have to admit what is painfully obvious. Because this all looks like torture.
Here’s an imaginary conversation in their town car on the way to premiere.
Kelly: Okay, so let’s go over this again. We’re happy! You are totally into me and can’t keep your hands off me.
John: Do we really have to?
Kelly: Yes, I am like the foxiest lady you have ever seen.
John: I wouldn’t go that far.
Kelly: We will walk 5 steps and then I will look back at you. You will at me and we will both sigh after the third breath.
John: So sort of fanciful, right?
Kelly: Like, prance-prance-prance – and gesture.
John: So sort of chapeau, chapeau?
Kelly: And with a little – adieu, adieu
John: And shall I sort of dip and spin?
Kelly: No, a little less “I’m Singing in the Rain” and a little more “Right Here, Right Now” from High School Musical.
John: Which one?
Kelly: The third one.
John: Gabrielle and Troy’s song?
Kelly: You got it.