"This isn't something I'm used to,
Just wanna give it a try with you,
I'm so curious about you,
You've totally grabbed my attention.
I kissed a girl and I liked it,
Loved the taste of her cherry chapstick,
I kissed a girl just to test it out,
Hope my boyfriend doesn't mind too much…"
It's a pop dance track with… piano accompaniment? Kind of a weird mashup.
Good thing Dunn's got the skills to pull it off. His singing's top-notch, turning this upbeat, catchy tune into something with real flavor.
Natalie's eyes went wide, sparkling with delight.
She wasn't thrilled about the lyrics—she was blown away by Dunn's talent.
Scarlett, meanwhile, leaned casually in the doorway, looking stunned. "Wow, this song's amazing! Did you write it?"
Dunn glanced up and waved her over. "Babe, come here!"
Scarlett flashed a sweet grin. She's not as reserved as Natalie—she skipped over, plopped right onto Dunn's lap, wrapped her arms around his neck, and snuggled in close.
Dunn smirked, feeling smug, and stretched a hand toward Natalie like he was showing off. "You coming?"
Natalie bit her lip, eyeing Scarlett's happy perch on Dunn's lap. It bugged her. With a huff, she steeled herself and muttered, "Fine, I'm in!"
Dunn pulled both girls into his arms—one on the left, one on the right—planting a kiss on each. He couldn't have been happier.
Scarlett tilted her head up, curious. "What's this song called?"
"I Kissed a Girl—wrote it just for you two," Dunn said with a light laugh.
Scarlett shook her head, all serious. "Then you got it wrong. Her lips don't taste like cherry chapstick."
Dunn nearly cracked up but caught himself, his expression turning thoughtful. "Cherry chapstick? That's not her—it's you."
"Me? I don't even use that stuff!" Scarlett blinked, totally lost.
Dunn just shook his head, keeping quiet.
He had his reasons.
In his past life, Scarlett Johansson was nuts about music—hit up tons of festivals, dropped a bunch of cover albums, and had a killer voice. She even got tight with pop star Katy Perry.
Katy was obsessed with Scarlett. She once said if Scarlett would date her, she'd dump her boyfriend in a heartbeat!
Katy never got that kiss, though. It drove her nuts—so much that she dreamed about it. One morning, she woke up from one of those dreams and cooked up the melody for I Kissed a Girl.
Katy never tasted Scarlett's lips. The cherry chapstick? Pure fantasy.
"Alright, I'll teach you both the song," Dunn said, arms around them, feeling like he owned the world.
"Sweet!"
"Nope!"
Scarlett and Natalie gave polar opposite answers in unison.
Natalie stood up and walked off. "You teach her. I'm not into it."
Dunn chuckled, whispering in Scarlett's ear, "She's just shy."
Scarlett giggled, totally content with life right now.
Dunn patiently started teaching her the song, but five minutes in, Natalie came rushing back, clutching Dunn's phone, her face pale as a ghost.
"What's wrong?" Dunn jolted upright, startled.
Natalie shoved the phone at him, lips trembling. "Something happened!"
Dunn grabbed it, checked the text, and froze, speechless.
It was from Catherine Zeta-Jones, short and to the point: "Last night, Kirk Douglas had a sudden heart attack. They couldn't save him."
…
Post-Oscars, a string of jaw-dropping events hit Hollywood like an earthquake!
Entertainment Weekly reported: "Word's out from Columbia Pictures—Bad Boys II, currently in prep, just hit a major snag. The production team and action star Will Smith are locked in an irreconcilable blowout. Rumor has it… Will Smith might be out of the movie entirely."
Chicago Sun-Times critic Jonathan Rosenbaum tore into this year's Oscars, calling the whole ceremony dull, uninspired, and predictable. He slammed the controversial wins as cheap gimmicks cooked up for headlines. "The Oscars have sunk to tabloid level, leaning on shock value to stay relevant. Sad stuff."
The Los Angeles Post entertainment section splashed a huge photo across its front page: "Breaking news—Hollywood legend, action star, and Lifetime Achievement Oscar winner Kirk Douglas suffered a heart attack on Oscar night. He passed away at Presbyterian Hospital despite efforts to save him. He was 85."
The Hollywood Reporter zoned in on Bad Boys II: "Will Smith's clashed hard with Columbia execs and producer Jerry Bruckheimer. He's been ordered off the set. Top agency WMA stepped in to mediate, but no dice. Sources say Will's already signed a formal contract with Columbia—breach penalties could hit nearly $10 million. Will's brother blasted Columbia in an interview, calling them 'ungrateful jerks.'"
Variety scored a phone interview with Will Smith, who didn't hold back:
"Michael Bay's a backstabbing liar."
"Jerry Bruckheimer's a rude asshole—arrogant, thinks actors are his puppets."
"I'm really disappointed in Amy Pascal. She's Columbia's chair—I know I might piss her off saying this, but I'm let down by how this went."
"Breach penalty? Yup, I've got my agent and lawyer on it. $8 million, and I'm not budging!"
The Hollywood Insider: "Renowned filmmaker Kirk Douglas passed away from a sudden heart attack. Heavyweights like Steven Spielberg, George Lucas, Harvey Weinstein, and Tom Hanks showed up to offer condolences to Michael Douglas and Catherine Zeta-Jones."
But compared to those "minor" shake-ups, the real bombshell was a statement from the Hollywood Foreign Press Association (HFPA) about the Golden Globes controversy.
Big papers like The New York Times, The Times, Los Angeles Times, Washington Post, and New York all ran it:
"Regarding director Dunn Walker's accusations of shady dealings in the Golden Globes selection process, the HFPA has expressed deep concern. We immediately teamed up with PwC to form an independent internal investigation unit to thoroughly examine Mr. Walker's claims."
"After over two months of detailed digging, the team confirmed a six-person group, led by HFPA president Lorenzo Soria, meddled in the Golden Globes voting. This gravely undermined the award's fairness and credibility. Involved parties, including Lorenzo Soria, have resigned and are facing further scrutiny."
"The Golden Globes is a storied film award meant to objectively honor the past year's best movies and cheer on their creators. The HFPA is outraged and heartbroken over this incident."
"We owe a huge thanks to Dunn Walker. His integrity and courage in exposing this scandal uncovered the corruption and mistakes within. The HFPA will take this as a lesson, clean house, and push forward to make the Golden Globes fairer and better than ever!"
The HFPA's statement was clutch—and their apology sounded legit.
Natalie's Best Actress Oscar win lit a fire under them. If they didn't act fast and the media ran wild, the Golden Globes' rep would be toast!
They smartly cut their losses, owned up, and won some goodwill in the process.
Nobody's perfect—mistakes happen. Fixing them? That's what counts.
Dunn was cool with it. He didn't want a deathmatch with the Golden Globes anyway.
Now, with Kirk Douglas out of the picture, there was even less reason to keep the feud alive.
Everyone knew the dirty details underneath—it didn't need saying.
The HFPA wasted no time reaching out to Dunn, hoping to sit down, hash it out, and bury the hatchet with a smile.
They had no choice. The Oscars handing Best Actress to Natalie Portman had backed the Golden Globes into a corner—they were on their knees, begging for mercy.
They couldn't go down with Kirk Douglas, could they?
Dunn's star in Hollywood was blazing brighter than ever!
Box office domination worldwide, sway over the Oscars—pretty much untouchable.
No weak spots.
Especially with Kirk Douglas—a Hollywood titan for decades—gone, it spooked the industry even more.
Sure, Kirk died of a heart attack, but why'd it hit then?
Oscar night!
Hollywood insiders knew the whole story—start to finish.
Their respect—and fear—of Dunn shot up.
When Dunn called 20th Century Fox to buy the rights to The Coming Global Superstorm, they didn't even blink—just said yes.
No haggling either. Whatever they paid, Dunn paid.
They rolled out the red carpet for him.
Fox had heard about the Bad Boys II mess.
Everyone knew Dunn hated Jerry Bruckheimer and Michael Bay's guts. And right when Bad Boys II hit a wall—Will Smith sacked, replaced by washed-up Bruce Willis—well, who's to say Dunn didn't have a hand in it?
Nobody could prove it!
Dunn's rep for holding grudges was legendary.
Even 20th Century Fox wasn't about to test him right now.
That same afternoon, word spread from Dunn Films: they were teaming up with blockbuster director Roland Emmerich for a massive disaster flick. Budget? At least $120 million…