Hollywood PrivacyWatch: 10/26 — So I dropped a friend off at the United terminal at LAX yesterday at about 12:45 p.m. A cab pulls up in front of my car, and a wiry guy hops out. He in a plain white T and jeans, and just kind of standing there alone for a little while. And I look at his face, and think to myself—hey! I know that face. That's... TOPHER GRACE! I just kind of stared at him creepily from behind my windshield, waiting for something spectacular to occur. Nothing did. [Hollywood PrivacyWatch is written by and for Defamer readers; send your sightings to tips@defamer.com.]