Hanging out and smokin’ the death sticks with Kirstin “Kiki” Dunst is one thing, but hanging out, smoking, and then asking for some alcohol in a CHURCH WITH KIKI IN TOW? Oh Fab! You silly boy. A little “color” (that’s what we call it in “the biz”…and “the biz” is a term we use in “the biz”) from the Arcade Fire show at Judson Church tonight courtesy of my homeboyz over at Stereogum:
BARTENDER: What can I get you?
FAB: Do you have vodka … ?
BARTENDER:: Yeah, sure.
FAB: I’ll have a…
BARTENDER: Just kidding man! It’s a fucking church!
FAB: (Sheepishly) Oh.
Fab and Kiki. I. just. can’t. take. it.
I wonder when they first hooked up…could it have been at the Hennessy party in October?
Drew on the other hand is just as adorable as ever…but I’m not so sure she lives in a “in a tiny, crappy old prewar bachelorette apartment” like she claims in this New York Magazine article. (What is this, Duplex?)