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Clarence paced behind her, talking a million miles a minute.
“Well, gee Betty, I really do appreciate you doing this for me, but-“ Betty abruptly stood from her chair.
“Oh shush, Clarence, you.” She tapped his shoulder, “ Will.” She tapped again, this time a bit harder, “Do.” Another, even harder, hit, “Great” Finally, she pushed him back “Trust me.”
She smoothed out his vest.
“Betty! Is this that,” Oscar looked Clarence up and down, drinking him in, “handsome belle you told me about?”
“Oh, hiya Oscar, yep. This is he, Clarence will be such a good help on set, trust me.” Betty bumps his shoulder as he walks by her to properly greet Clarence.
Oscar holds his hand out to Clarence, shaking his hand, quietly studying his features. “Of course I trust you Betty,” letting go of his hand, Oscar walked over to where the camera was, gesturing for Clarence to follow, “I’m sure he will be a great help.”
Clarence immediately jumped to Oscar’s side, “Of course, what do you need, si-“ He was cut off
“None of that, not here Clarence, we’re all needed to make these shorts, so none of that. Alright?” Oscar once again looked him up and down.
Clarence nodded and smiled, “Alright.”
Oscar grinned, “Excellent, now, places, oh Clarence, here you are,” Oscar handed him a megaphone, “Just repeat everything I say into this, please.”
“Of course, now, places everyone!” Clarence shouted, as the scene began.