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"What do you think?" said Olivier "We got the whole volunteer fire depart in their garden"

"We’ve tried talking to thehed and said he couldn’t get Laurent to stop, even if he wanted to It’s in his nature"

"Probably true," said Myrna

"Yeah, well, earthquakes and tornados are part of nature too," said Gabri

"So you really don’t think Clara can be convinced to help us with the sets," said Brian "We’re just a feeeks froreat play, even if no one knorote it"

"What?" said Isabelle Lacoste, looking down at the cover sheet of the script and noticing for the first time that there was no name below the title

"No one knows?" she asked "Not even you?"

"Well, we know," said Antoinette "We’re just not saying"

"Believe me," said Gabri "We’ve asked I think it was David Beckham"

"But he’s--" Jean-Guy started to say before Myrna cut hi wrote it Leave him his fantasies And mine David Beckhaht Alone He and Victoria would’ve had a fight"

"He’d stay in our B and B," said Gabri "He’d smell like leather and Old Spice"

"He’d need a book to read, at bedtih," said Jean-Guy

"I want to hear more," said Reine-Marie, and Aruess rote the play," said Brian, laughing and tapping the place where the name had been whited out "You wouldn’t know hi"

"Brian," snapped Antoinette

"What?"

"We agreed not to tell anyone"

"No one’s ever heard of him," said Brian