Fool’s Fug…Kind Of

KATE HUDSON: Pose, Matthew! Pose! STRIKE IT!

MATT MCCONAWHOOLAHAY: I am posing. This is my Blue Steel.

KATE: You look so handsome in a suit. I’m used to seeing you running around without a shirt on. You’re WAY TAN, dude.

MATT: Dude. I’m outdoorsy. I’m constantly stoked and wowed by nature, you know? Of course I have a tan. I’m not some kind of uptight desk monkey, man.

KATE: This pose hurts my chin.

MATT: I’m scared of your dress.

KATE: What do you mean? The color is amazing!

MATT: Yeah. It is.  But those sleeves. And those thingers on the end of the sleeves, man.  They’re like….chains.

KATE: Yeah, they’re cool. Right?

MATT: What if you get mad at me and whip me across the face with one of them? That would hurt, man. That would not be cool.

KATE: Do you really think I would do that?

MATT: Shit’s unpredictable, man. Shit’s unpredictable.

KATE: You got so weird, living in that trailer.