Sat immediately next to Maggie Gyllenhaal, Peter Saarsgard and their daughter in a tiny restaurant in Brooklyn. My oblivious husband didn't believe me when I told him she walked in, so later he turns around to see who is behind him, then turns to me to say "MAGGIE GYLLENHAAL?" in a real sarcastic voice.
My eyes shoot daggers and lazers because at this point she's been seated literally right beside me but he doesn't get the point. "That's not her, that's an old Asian lady!"
I buried my face in my coffee and ticked my head to the right. He looked over, sees her, and immediately went "OOOOHHHHHH..."
The three of them seemed so happy, though, and Maggie spent a good portion of the meal tickling her daughter and laughing.
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