WE'LL ALWAYS HAVE PARIS

Amongst all the understandable mirth at Paris Hilton's slip up launching her cellphone video game (she didn't know what it was called) it's been slightly overlooked that she had some other name difficulties recently.

Guest-hosting Saturday Night Live, she took six goes to get the name of the band right.

The band were the not-entirely-complexly named Keane.

Generally, Paris failed to impress them:

"I basically have three enduring memories of that experience. First, her stupid little dog kept running into our dressing room and we kept booting it out, and second, she had a man, a security guard, whose only job was to carry the dog around. The other one was that she was completely unable to pronounce the name of our band. They had to dress-rehearse, like, six times. 'Ladies and gentlemen, Keanie!' Just on and on. I mean, there's no reason she should know who we are, but it's not that difficult. And at the end, when we had the big sort of group hug, in my attempt to be kind of cool about the thing, I trod on her foot."

Hey, Tom, be careful there: she needs that foot for stomping petulantly with.

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