One would think that one of the main reasons (among many, I’m sure) why John Travolta is still married to Kelly Preston is so that he can deliver the portrait of heterosexual perfectness to those out there who have yet to get a whiff of his post-sauna man ass breath. That would include trying to act like he sometimes doesn’t mind touching her tongue with his when they’re out in public. But nope. John Travolta isn’t even trying to act. That’s what The National Enquirer (via SS) says anyway. Their sources say that at a restaurant recently, Kelly Preston picked at her dinner roll while John Travolta tried to pick up their hot waiter.
When John found out that their waiter is trying to make it in Hollywood, he immediately turned on the moves and went for that shit. The source says, “When John learned his studly server was an aspiring actor, he asked what projects he’d worked on, who represented him, etc. – and then flashed that award-winning smily and asked, ‘Could you give me your phone number? I might be able to help you out’. The waiter told me it really bothered him that Kelly never even looked up at him — not once!”
Kelly is a damn professional! Like she’s going to break the straight wall? NEVER! This “pretending to be a loving wife” thing is probably doing wonders for Kelly’s acting skills. I bet she doesn’t even step out of character for a second when John orders the tossed salad and sausage on a bed of polenta from a hot waiter. Or when he throws her a “mint, please” look after coming back from the men’s room with a fresh dick scent on his tongue. Fuck, Juillard! Being John Travolta’s wife is how you really sharpen your craft.