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We quickly realized the devastating fact that figuring out the name for the show would become the easiest part. Now, we needed to imagine how those episodes should look like, but first we needed to figure out something that always differentiated shows between those which were exceptional and those which anyone could call a disaster, and that was the host.
“It should be someone who is easygoing, self-confident, spontaneous…” I counted.
“But also funny, natural, charming…” Grace added.
“This is hopeless,” I interrupted her, “We are never going to find someone who fits such description, and even when we do, we won't be able to afford someone like that! This supposed to be a low-budget production…” I collapsed on the tabletop, discouraged.
We were obviously missing something, but couldn't tell what it was. The time was running out, I knew that the CEO and the CFO would expect results soon, while we were in the middle of nowhere with our draft.
“Le
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