George Clooney took Stacy Keibler out for dinner last night. He’s been busy all week, hustling and campaigning, talking, talking, talking, trying his best to edge out Jean Dujardin, performing the “official” duties required on the circuit...with no time for the “unofficial” activities that also make up his Oscar strategy.

So here he is, wearing a very nice suit, with the girlfriend, and an air horn hidden in his hand which he jokingly used on waiting photographers, blasting their ears off with a surprise honk. Oh that George Clooney! He’s such a prankster, the old chap! Everybody laughed. The paps, they even preened - we’re special enough for George to punk?! He was thinking of us? We love him! What a great guy!

And then he shook some hands and smiled some more and drove off.

I’m just saying...if George Clooney can deal with it, they should all be able to deal with it.