For Nick and Norah, I had my friend and my boyfriend at the time videotape me drinking a bottle of vodka from start to finish. It was small. I don’t know what they call it — a fifth or something. The saddest part of the video was post-throw up, when I was by the toilet — all of this on videotape — when I said to my boyfriend, “Do you not love me anymore because I threw up?” But that’s where that piece of Caroline came from. That sad and pathetic but hilarious, one-thing-not-having-to-do-with-the-other insecurity. Very helpful for the role.
More awkward for me during shooting [of The Sitter] was when I had to fake orgasm over and over and over again. But you know what? You get past that, too. First time’s always a little weird, and then you have a good time.
The only thing that made it funnier than actually doing that was that for the job I had just finished — a play by Paul White called Trust — I came out for my first scene rolled out on a bed with my husband in the play, Zach Braff, going down on me. And so I suddenly have these two jobs in a row where that was my entrance.