When you're famous you never know when a coronation might happen, so it's good to be prepared.
So 'last-scene-in-an-early-Nineties-rom-com' that it makes one's remote control hand twitch uncontrollably.
'Shh! I'm undercover! I'm applying for a job as my own assistant ... and I'm down to the last 10.'
If you forget your black-tie you have to look in the lost and found box and wear whatever's been discarded.
C to the L to the ASS to the Y. An inspiring melee of yak and cashmere propels Sean from hero to god.
