Heather Mills is all, "Whoooo hooo! Look at meeee! I'm dating again! Look at my boyfriend! He's a sculptor and haberdasher of sorts and is well-known amongst certain classes in one section of London, perhaps! La di da! I'm so fannnncy!"
And then Paul McCartney's like, "I still have ten trillion dollars and I'm seeing Rosanna Arquette, who has really big boobs." And then Heather really can't say anything because you can't argue with that, plus the song "Rosanna" was written about her and, like, come on. It's Toto.
