So it turns out January Jones may have been shit-faced when she performed a hit-and-run last night. What follows is the most random tale ever featuring Bobby Flay and absolutely no paparazzis chasing the Walk of Shamer. TMZ reports:
We spoke with Flay, who tells us he was watching the basketball game last night at The London West Hollywood Hotel with a group of people that included Jones. Flay says he saw her drink a beer but wasn’t really watching her alcohol intake. Flay says he had only met Jones once before, and last night she asked for his number because she wanted to redo her kitchen and give his number to her designer. Flay obliged, and says he doesn’t know why Jones chose to call him after the crash, but nonetheless he drove over to help her. He says he did not argue but just wanted to make sure she was ok.
The witness at the scene tells TMZ she was face-to-face with Jones and smelled alcohol on her breath. The witness says Jones left her driver’s license with another resident and left. She returned 45 minutes later in a different set of clothes, chewing gum.
The witness says she asked cops if they were going to administer a field sobriety test, but a cop told her there was no point since she could have had a drink at home and there was no way of proving she was under the influence when she was behind the wheel. Cops confirm there is no way to pin drinking and driving on someone who leaves the scene and comes back.
None of the witnesses we spoke with saw any photogs at the scene.
I hope everyone in LA is writing down the part about fleeing the scene of a DUI accident because that has to be the most amazing legal loophole I’ve heard in my life.
COP: Excuse me, sir, is this your car parked through the window of Taco Bell.
DRUNK: Yes. But for the record, I only started drinking after the accident. That squirrel over there has a bar in his tree.
COP: You’re free to go.
Photos: Pacific Coast News