No, but there's the idea of someone else...
Nora & Delia Ephron, You've Got Mail

"How About 152 Insights Into My Soul?"
Oh, that last twenty minutes of You've Got Mail gets me every time. "Don't cry, ShopGirl," indeed.

I bought the soundtrack to said sappy sack some years ago, but when searching for it late last night, failed to find it. If you've stolen my CD, I will track you down. What I'll do to you at that point is really anyone's guess. A man's maudlin music is a sacred thing. Much like his castle with walls high and moat deep, and a decent pair of kicks.

I'm better now...