You do

"I'm always willing to go above and beyond to get a client signed Mila," you tell her, giving her that excuse to hide the real reason you want to be alone with her.

Besides, if there's one woman in this town who might be above all that, it was her, though you'd kill to find out for yourself if that's actually true, so why wouldn't you jump at this chance?

"I know a great place we can go, but let me just do something first," she tells you, grabbing a pen and signing the contract, "let's just show them this if anyone asks who you are. Maybe it'll keep them off our ass for a little while, anyway."

You have been in this town long enough to doubt that's true, but you weren't going to let that stop you from enjoying the company of one of Hollywood's biggest names...and one of yours, too.

"Hold my calls," you tell your receptionist, wondering to yourself how much longer she would put up with your tail-chasing antics with one client or another as you walk out of your office and head off for a night out with Mila, now wearing a black shirt and a black leather skirt.

"I promise you you'll have some fun and you won't regret this John," she tells you, winking at you as the two of you take off in her car, destination unknown.