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Robert Lennick leaned far back in his swivel chair, and sighed a deep sigh at the ceiling, being careful it would not be heard by the party on the other end of the wire.
"Now, listen, sweetheart," he said. "You are good. Got that? Good, with a capital tremendous. But you don't click in urban dramas. You're too -- " He didn't want to say tall, or gigantic, though these words were more readily at tongue-tip. " -- too Junoesque for the parts we're casting.... No, I mean it. You just -- Well, you're just not the housewife _type_, darling!"