I have a hotline to the tabloids. When I get up in the morning, I call the Star, and the last thing at night, I call them. I want them to have the inside track.

In this quip, Alley satirizes the celebrity–tabloid ecosystem by pretending she proactively feeds gossip outlets (“the Star”) as part of her daily routine. The exaggeration implies an awareness that tabloids thrive on access and “inside” information, and that public figures can sometimes manipulate—or at least play along with—the press to shape narratives. The line also reads as self-deprecating humor: by casting herself as someone who courts tabloid attention, she undercuts the usual posture of indignation celebrities adopt when covered by gossip magazines. More broadly, it comments on how fame can blur into performance, with media attention treated as something to manage rather than merely endure.