There are two sides to all celebrities: The squeaky-clean images forced upon the public by PR reps and their actual personalities. To provide you with a glimpse into the real Hollywood characters are Mollygood’s very own readers, telling tales of celebrity encounters big and small. Up this week: Second's visit with William Sadler.

I lived in upstate New York for a few years and would drag my husband to antiques auctions when I could find one. We went to one in the middle of nowhere and picked a seat in the
crowd. My husband started to fidget and squirm around (which wasn't at all unusual since he hated going to these things), but he kept staring at one man in particular. A small guy — neatly groomed and sitting next to his wife just a few rows behind us.

So my husband starts to whisper, "I recognize him. I think he's an actor. I think he's that guy from Die Hard II — that mean ass guy that's all muscular and stuff. Go talk to him. If I heard him talk, I'd know if it was him. Go get him to say something…I have to know if that's him." So during a break I walk up to this man and make some sort of comment about how I like the chairs he's standing next to. Then we get into a light conversation about how his wife's an antiques dealer and that they had just bought the same chairs I was admiring, and would I like to buy them from her because they weren't sure everything would fit onto their trailer. Anyway, he was a super nice guy. And I didn't buy the chairs.

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