In the local restaurant the gang usually hangs around, George gets to know Katie, Elaine’s friend, happens to know a famous actress, an Oscar winner, Marisa Tomei. Not just “know”, she claims that Marisa is her friend. If you think this is unbelievable for someone to have a celebrity friend, see what is next. According to Katie, this Hollywood star happens to have an unusual fetish for short, quirky and funny guys and she LOVES (capital love) bald and now she is now sitting at home without any dates. No one fit this “lover” profile better than our Georgie boy.

What are the odds of a Hollywood A-list actress having a thing for short, bald, quirky guys? One to a million, or one to a billion? The other way around is much more reasonable and seen in our society. As George says, he has never ever been anybody’s type and “bang” suddenly once in a blue noon, he becomes Marisa Tomei’s type. This must be the chance of a lifetime for our Georgie boy. How can you let him sit there and let it go? The only problem here is that George has be engaged with Susan. Otherwise, Katie said that she would fix George up with Marisa Tomei. What a shame! One day ago, George would thank God that a scum like him has been luckily taken by this nice Susan girl. But now, George would like to pray to God to let Susan disappear from the world for good .

After knowing Marisa’s particular thing, George can hardly go on with his normal life. He rents all the movies that Marisa Tomei has starred in and watched them over and over again. George’s built-up obsession even triggers Susan suspicion. She jokes about it, but it is still hard for her to put George and Marisa Tomei together, the gap between them even wider than the Milky Way.

One funny scene is about George’s day dreaming about Marisa. He fantasizes that Marisa suddenly shows up in his small dingy kitchen, hair up, in a curve-hugging black dress, with golden light glowing around her svelte body, sexy and classy, like a goddess. This “goddess” descends gracefully from the heaven, sits intimately besides George – a 40 years old bald stocky man in sweat pants, stares at him lovingly and confesses she loves him every passing minute. George must be on the top of the world. Although they may be late for the “premiere” as Marisa claims if George doesn’t hurry up to get dressed soon, the two lovebirds roll into couch and make out wildly. George is so into it that he runs his hand over his bald head passionately, pretending it is the caress from Marisa. Then he raises his head slowly from his erotic dream to catch Susan staring at him coldly. Marisa Tomei in his arms suddenly turns to a cushion. Susan doesn’t say a word and returns to the kitchen. Maybe she is too sick of his fiancé’s pervert act to make any comments. It is hilarious to see George smoothing with a cushion.

Anyway, after numerous efforts and begging, George finally gets a date set up with Marisa. He sneaks around Susan to see Marisa. They two hit it off at the beginning. George pulls some silly manure joke, and Marisa really falls for it. One line from Marisa really cracks me up - “tell me, how is it that a man like you, so bald, and so quirky and funny, how is it you're not taken”. It is hard to believe Marisa means it if it isn’t for the sincerity in her tone. Unfortunately, the infatuation doesn't last long. Once Marisa gets to know George is engaged and still tries to hook up with her. She flies into rage, punches George into the face and storms away.

(The audio is off for this part in the video clip)Later, when Susan dies from their cheap toxic wedding invitation envelopes, the first thing George does is to call Marisa to tell her he is a free man now. “Her funeral is tomorrow, but my weekend is wide open…” Marisa definitely hangs up on him. That is the very end of our George’s fantasy.

No question that George is a cold-hearted bastard, but I feel it is hard to blame George much. Who can handle this cool-headedly if the same thing happens to you? Who doesn’t have a thing for Marisa Tomei if you are a guy, let alone you know that she also has a thing for you – a regular John? Here George is not even a regular John. He is the lowest of the low. It must be like turning away a million-dollar jackpot. If you, a regular John, can turn down a jackpot, you can do better than George.

So if a toad lusts after a swan, the world will be peaceful, because the swan will usually scoff and fly away. But when a swan lusts after a toad, the world will be in a commotion because it is against the natural rules – the other green-eyed toads will raise a big uproar, “why him, not me,” and “I’m even quirkier, balder” that kind of crap, while the other arrogant swans would simply want to kill this audacious toad who must have played some evil tricks to put our swam mm under his spell.