Doing a reasonable imitation of Ryan’s voice, Andrew waggles his eyebrows: “Mags. I want you. To have sex with me. So that you’ll think I’m getting Macauley to give you a role, but I’m also having sex with five other actresses, promising them the same thing.”
“Hey. At least I’d get to have sex with him.”
That stops him cold. It also reveals that he is utterly and overwhelmingly jealous. I love, love, love that.