
"I think I talked about this somewhere else but f*****g Danny Bonaduce came in my work the other day. I work at a pretty well-known liquor store for the area, most celebs who are from Philly and whatnot come in cause we're cheap. But anyway, I was the only cashier on at the moment and the store was dead so he was like, the only customer. I was going to say hi or acknowledge him in some way, shape, or form until he started making it publicly known to all my coworkers and I that he was f*****g Danny Bonaduce. Like, legit, when I *didn't* freak out about who he was, he made sure I knew who he was by taking things out of his wallet and showing them to me. LOOK, I'M CERTIFIED TO SAVE YOUR LIFE (shows some sort of CPR certification card or some s**t) just to make sure I saw his name. I didn't ask him for ID for his credit card or ANYTHING. I didn't want to let him win."
They ended up not using the scene. But it was an unexpected fun little adventure. When I later counted the wad of bills, it was $376.00.
By the way...The movie was called, "Malice."