Sean Combs and Sienna Miller keep denying they have anything going on, but people who were present at Combs's post-Diana Concert bash at London's Paper nightclub know better.
The non-couple, around whom rumors have swirled in the past, reportedly spent most of the evening seeking someplace private in the club where they could carry on. According to witnesses, the duo began by surrounding themselves with a wall of giant bouncers, but after this was breached (by a guy who was reportedly roughed-up by Diddy's thugs) they moved to a more secluded corner. Here Diddy began working his magic on Sienna (no idea what that magic is, but I'm guessing it doesn't involve reciting Byron). The actress was said to be so enraptured by him that she didn't even notice when some wait staff broke a bunch of champagne flutes right in front of her. However, after fifteen minutes of staring into each other's eyes (or whatever), the pair realized they were being watched again, and retreated in irritation to the most secret spot they could find - a far area of the club protected by a curtain.
I'll say again what I've said before - if you want privacy, get a hotel room. Yes, I know, it was Combs's party and he had to be there - still, do you think anyone would've really cared if he'd skipped out? Besides, how long would it really have taken for Sean to do what he had in mind? Thirty seconds? He could've handled that in the limo, then popped back inside the party to grab himself another skank.
And Sienna - I know you think Combs is hot shit, but there are so many better men out there. I just saw one this morning in fact. He was a hobo with no arms, who was waving his fungus-covered dick around and singing "My Bonny Lies Over the Ocean."
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