Adam Brody had a little bit of trouble getting into Eleven nightclub in LA this weekend. Not sure what the problem is, but Adam looks to have taken some time to ponder the situation. Obviously, he's still pretty lost without the Bilson, but I'm starting to forgive the scruff. Perhaps he was striking that thinking pose in order to concoct a Seth Cohenesque plot to get in? Sigh, I know, I know, I should probably stop calling him Seth Cohen at some point. Maybe when he gets a new job someday.
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