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"I'm Not Famous"

"I'm Not Famous"

Cheryl: Excuse me!

Silence.

Cheryl: EXCUSE.ME.

Stef: Yes Miss Cheryl?

Cheryl: Don’t you Miss Cheryl me. My name is Cheryl and I’ve been calling you for 20 minutes.

Stef: Sorry Mi… Sorry Cheryl. I’m here now. You have your show coming up and we thought you wanted peace.

Cheryl: If I wanted peace I would have told you that’s what I want. Where did the agency even find all of you?

Stef: Is there something I can get you?

Cheryl: Yes.   

Awkward pause.

Cheryl: I want you to bring in five people waiting outside for my show right now. I’m feeling charitable and will sign some autographs!     

Stef peers outside.

Stef: (to Cheryl) There’s no one there.

Cheryl: Impossible! “Where my haters?!”

Stef: Cheryl, you “don’t got ‘em, [you’re] not famous.”

Cheryl: “No?”

"Headrest for My Soul"

"Headrest for My Soul"