Betsy Faye Sharon: She came in yesterday. I don’t know who the hell she is. Her name is Naven, Maven, Slaven… Claven… there’s no agent.
David Barnes: Find her.
Betsy Faye Sharon: Well, what if she can’t act?
Burton White: That never stopped us before!

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