You would think that someone who announced her engagement on the red carpet would be thrilled to chit chat about any wedding planning that may (or may not) be under way.
Uh, so not the case with Nikki Reed, Twilight's real-life femme fatale, who recently became engaged to singer Paul McDonald. But fear not, we're not going to rag on the Breaking Dawn babe...because this one is totally a PR problem. Guess what you'll hear if you ask N.R. about saying "I do?"
"Don't even waste my time."
Let's set the scene:
Nikki was munching on salad and Mexican food with her ear plugs in at the Wired Café on the rooftop of the Omni Hotel. Obviously, she was sitting in the reserved area so everybody kept their distance. Ya know, plugs+ VIP = stay away.
But after finishing their meals, Nikki and crew hit the bathroom quickly and, as they were prepping to leave the lounge, a reporter approached the ladies, asking for a few Q's with Nikki.
Nikki immediately smiled and nodded and, surprisingly, her publicist agreed, saying "You can ask one question."
The reporter responded, "OK then, I'll go for the big one. Have you started planning..."
And with that, the publicist smacked his tape recorder and grabbed Nikki, complaining about her oh-so-important time with total be-yotch bravado as she dragged her client out.
WTF? What's Nikki got to hide? Shotgun wedding in Vegas?
Again, we heart Nikki (truly), and she seemed like a total sweetie during the blink-and-you-miss-it meeting, but her publicist has some lethal ‘tude that even the nastiest of H'wood mean girls can't seem to manage, hard as they try.