Have obviously come off your glider, director Jair. I was in my mohair sweater for a casual meeting. Clearly it wasn’t costume. Now be nice to me - or I’ll reveal to the cast and tabloids a nice little morsel from our tryst in St. Bart’s. Let’s just say that Director Jair likes to power trip as a method to, uhm, overcompensate for other departments in which he’s lacking! 
Granted, I’ve gotten half-way to where I am now from a good case of mattress-back
but NO ONE doubts my fashion sense (and gets away with it). I mean, I continuously make People’s Best Dressed List and I have two personal stylists and pay the salary for an additional internal stylist at Barney’s. Not to mention I just have inherent good taste.
God, now you’ve upset my method, Jair. You’re too difficult to work with and you’re inhibiting my creative process. I’m going to my trailer to do some yoga now so I can regain my focus. And you can rest assured this episode will be mentioned when I do my cover interview with Vanity Fair tomorrow.
Robby, temperamental method actor (all in good fun, of course!)