Hit the Hard Rock Cafe in Surfer's Paradise last night with the Breslin "entourage"--mom, agent, manager, actor. Little AB was hankering for an American hot dog (they've been here for about three months), hence the reason behind the touristy choice of restaurants. I was curious to see if anyone recognized little AB, but no one did--at least outright--although our waitress was enamoured by her "cute little accent." Though if you as me, she doesn't have a trace of one! Funny how they consider the regular ol' American dialect an "accent."It was nice to have dinner with such a down-to-earth crew: I had a feeling they'd be normal since they're New Yorkers, but she is a huge kid star so you never know. But she's such a breath of fresh air in terms of her innocence and little-girl curiousity that it's easy to forget that she's an Oscar-nominated actor. (When her mom casually mentioned that her first big movie was Signs with Mel Gibson, I quickly remembered what a starlet she really is!)
Back to the set today for some interviews with the animal trainers--and hopefully some kangaroo sightings (there's a park around here that supposedly is teeming with them).
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