Sienna Miller and me - both had a night out yesterday.
We were in the same place at the same time.
Our eyes ever so briefly met in the crowd as she searched for her seat in the theatre.
At least I think that's what happened - I was so busy scraping chocolate ice cream off my chin and trying to ignore the fact that I was dying for a piss that I hardly noticed her.
Honest.
That's the end of the story from me.
She will no doubt bang on about it for days in the press.
Another romance that could have been.
Sorry, love.
But maybe somewhere in a parallel universe not far from ours - who knows?
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