Sata laughed until she cried. And for the first time in a long time, she didn’t know if her client was joking. That was the thrill of it. With Sata Jones, you didn’t just manage the talent. You held on for dear life and enjoyed the ride.
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Glom wanted to be seen, too. But if the government or, God forbid, a rival agency like CAA got wind of a real extraterrestrial, he’d be poked and prodded in a secret lab, not guest-hosting The Tonight Show . Sata laughed until she cried
Sata felt a cold knot tighten in her stomach. She’d been so busy building a star that she’d forgotten he was a person. An alien person with a home 400 light-years away. With Sata Jones, you didn’t just manage the talent