We at Defamer are committed to transforming every celebrity-clogged brunch location in town into a hive swarming with cameraphone-wielding gawker-bees ready to snap famous diners enjoying a hangover-minimizing meal. This edition of our Citizen Paparazzi feature is the first to include video, making us feel like we're one step closer to a utopia where no moment of a B-lister's life goes unrecorded by a nearby fan's hand-held surveillance device. Reports our spy about a Sunday encounter at the Griddle with Paris Hilton and Stavros Niarchos:

The two of them sat mostly in silence. What conversation they did have was brief: So Good as she munched on her pancakes "yea" he replied, and then silence again. Paris can really put some food away. She ate almost everything on her plate. I guess she is just naturally skinny. I got to give it to her for chilling out at a little spot like The Griddle not exactly The Ivy. FYI, Stravos was wearing a hoodie with Fuck You monogrammed all over it. Classy!

We regret that the choppy video (made shakier by the shooter's desire not to be discovered in her mission) doesn't have an audio track, leaving the actual sound of their scintillating brunch conversation solely to the imagination. Maybe that's to the good, lest you never eat another pancake without Hilton's "Soooo goood!" echoing your head.

UPDATE:Another reader fills us in on Hilton's other whereabouts on Sunday afternoon:

Paris Hilton must have gone to The Griddle before going to the Coffee Bean on Melrose. A ton of people walked in behind her so they could gawk and not buy anything.


The guy behind the register kept saying "next" and no one was moving and then he finally yelled, "We all know it's Paris Hilton, and we all love the internet, does anyone want a coffee?!"

The next time we find ourselves on Melrose, that barista's getting a ten-dollar tip.