Last night there was just too much TV to watch: the two-hour Lost finale, the two-hour American Idol finale, the two-hour Amber Frey movie. So we set the DVR to “overload” and went with James and Randy to the Entertainment Weekly party in the penthouse at the Chateau Marmont. Randy spent the whole time talking to writer Josh Wolk while we and James got cosy with the cater girl, who fed us chicken skewers, coconut shrimp, mini pizzas, and crab cakes as if she were assigned to us exclusively. From the terrace, we watched the smog hang heavily over LA’s glittery skyline, then went inside and took photos of James snuggled up to the sateenlike acetate pillows on the couch, each featuring a different EW cover. When we got there, there were about five of them. When we left, there were about four. Well, it was Jake.