I am walking past a group of actors who are rehearsing a performance.  As I walk by, I recognize James Franco and, walking past, I bump my arm lightly on him and say, “My daughter-in-law adores you.”  He turns to acknowledge the praise but then expects me to exude adoration as well but I haven’t really seen him in much enough to say much.  He introduces me to his brother and asks me if I know where he placed in a competition he recently participated in but now James Franco is Matthew McConaughey and I tell him my mother loved him in Magic Mike but I still don’t know much about his career so I guess that the brother placed first.  When the brother confirms I am correct, I give him a hug.