I want to do all kinds of things. I want to do some comedy. I'd love to do a romantic comedy, and I'd love to do some period pieces with classical text. I'd love somebody to cast me as Macbeth, but for a film. I just want to be all over the place.

I'd like to do a romantic comedy.

I love a good romantic comedy.

I still want to do a romantic comedy or a western or a gritty independent film... there's so much that I still want to do.

Stalking?” Brad made a face, drawing back as if he’d been asked to host a Pampered Chef party. “I didn’t say anything about stalking. All I want you to do is stick close to her and check out who she talks to… see where she goes… maybe find out what kind of guys are approaching her. That sort of thing. Then report it all back to me.

He's like a God. You worship the gods, but you don't go out with them. You only like guys like that from a distance.