His name is Jessica Simpson (don't ask).
He lives in his bowl on my table in the rehearsal room and keeps me company during those long periods in rehearsal where the actors and the director are discussing silly things like "character" and "motivation" and I don't have anything to take notes about.
Most of the time he's pretty chill. Sometimes, though, with no warning, he will FLIP OUT and fan his fins out and start swimming around like crazy and bang into the glass.
Every cast should have a pet. It's nice.
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