Yeah, you said that.

Cressida Baylor:

[Deleted Scene] [Cressida runs into Hitch at a cafe] Cressida Baylor:
Adam? Hitch:
Oh *shit!* Alex. Cressida Baylor:
Alex! Right, of course, Jesus. Oh my God, look at you! [Hitch chuckles uncomfortably] Cressida Baylor:
You don't remember me, do you? Hitch:
Um, Cressida right? Cressida Baylor:
Wow! God, what's it been, like ten... twelve years? Hitch:
Fourteen? Couple months? Cressida Baylor:
This is so - Wow! [hugs him] Cressida Baylor:
How are you? Hitch:
I'm good. I'm good. I'm... I'm just good. Cressida Baylor:
Wow, you look *amazing!* Hitch:
Thank you. Thank you. Cressida Baylor:
Do you live around here? Hitch:
Yes, actually I live just down - Nope. [she stares, confused] Hitch:
So what brings you to town? Cressida Baylor:
Oh well, I'm at Sotheby's London and Russell Simmons is one of my biggest clients. Hitch:
Okay, big timer. Cressida Baylor:
I'm actually staying over at the Soho House. [long awkward silence] Cressida Baylor:
Uh listen. Maybe you can help me. I need a great restaurant. I've got these other buyers I'm meeting for lunch and I tried Nouveau but there was a two week wait! Hitch:
[starts dialing a number on his cell]
Kim? Hitch. Can you do a reservation for a party of... [Cressida shows three fingers] Hitch:
three at about... [she holds up one finger] Hitch:
one o'clock? Last name Baylor. And take very good care of her. She's an old friend. Buh-bye. Cressida Baylor:
Well I guess you're the man to know! Hitch:
Yeah that's me - *Adam* Hitchens. Cressida Baylor:
You are so silly! [playfully hits his leg] Hitch:
[looking to end the conversation]
Thanks for the paper. [gets up and walks away] Cressida Baylor:
Oh, yeah, well... [gets up to follow him] Cressida Baylor:
Alex! Uh, listen. Russell's hosting this black tie thing at the Guggenheim and... I don't have a date. Hitch:
That's very very tempting. [continues to leave] Cressida Baylor:
[shouts after him]
Well, call me! I'm at the Soho House. Hitch:
Yeah, you said that. [exits]