Ah, chica. You sound tired and drained. Take some time off, put your feet up, watch Shanghai Knights. eliade ran it down, but hey, it's still Owen! And you know there's nothing but good in Owen.

The signature is sloppy because he was so nervous, trying to get his nerve up to ask you out for a coffee. In the end, he couldn't make his mouth form the words and had to watch you walk away. Hating himself. Thinking, I'm so damn glib and gladhandy when it's producers and directors and supermodels...why can't I talk when it matters?

I feel sorry for him, really. Poor guy.