Here's Naomi, hitting the streets, looking cute and cool in the NYC heat, chatting on the phone, probably with BFF Nicole Kidman. Let's exercise our Patriot Act rights and listen in:
"I'm so BLOODY SICK of being pregnant. I swear to GOD I was due two months ago! It's so damned hot here, and that idiot Liev thought it would funny to make up a story that we got married. And tell the press.
"Yes, I know! Everyone heard. Now I have my mum and brother calling me from England, Liev's mum calling from the ashram in Virgina, I told you what an odd duck she is, plus all these strangers stopping me on the street to congratulate me! I was so mad I had to go out and buy another black top and put it on in the store. Liev can bloody well pay for it.
"What? Oh, it's kind of hard to describe. Off-the shoulder on one side and short sleeved on the other. Rusch-rooshed, what's that word, you know, all gathered on the side where my waist WOULD be if I wasn't SO PREGNANT."
Sigh
"Well, I gotta go now to meet Liev at some recording studio. He's narrating another one of those documentaries. Yeah, I love his voice too. Okay, I guess I won't kill him today. Thanks for talking me off the ledge. Again. Bye!"