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Unkillable superflack Elliot Mintz, the auburn-haired Rasputin to soon-to-be incarcerated hotel-chain tsesarevnatard Paris Hilton who publicly tendered his resignation on Sunday for his tragic failure to communicate the impossibly complicated nuances of a suspended driver's license to his easily confused charge, is already back at Paris's side. To celebrate the not unexpected reunion, Mintz and Hilton stepped out to the Sober Day USA event (as many of her fellow inmates will soon tell her, it's never too late to get religion) at Paramount last night, where he assured Us that the self-perpetuated rumors of his demise were premature:
The flack had resigned Sunday but at Monday night's event he told Us, "The rumors of our professional separation were overexaggerated," and he was back on as Hilton's publicist. "I continue to be her media rep," Mintz continued. "She remains a client...and more importantly a dear friend." [...]
Regardless, Paris wasn't upset for long. She left Sober Day and headed to the Roxy, where she stood on top of her table and danced to the band Phantom Planet. Paris and Mintz were singing along to the group's hit "California." A source tells Us, "Paris looked happy to be out."
It's heartwarming to know that even after all the soulmates have been through in the past few days, their retainer-enabled love endures, and that in the all-too-short interval before her court-ordered time-out, Hilton will once again have someone to dance on tables with her, patiently hold her hair (Nicky's so totally over hair-holding duty) as she squats on the cold, unforgiving floor of a bathroom stall, and then finally chauffeur her home at the end of each bittersweet celebration of her last days of freedom. Later, when Mintz drops by her temporary Lynwood home for a brief hello, he'll be able to instantly lift Paris's sagging spirit by gently humming the first few bars of "California," reminding her of the happier times awaiting her upon her release.
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