Maybe not be the sort of scene you'd expect to see backstage at the First Annual World Sleaze Convention of 1976 - orange juice! Crisps! No sleaze whatsoever! - but here Debbie is waiting to face the armpit-licking throng. "I'm not sure if there was ever a second World Sleaze Convention," says Stein. "The convention itself was a gathering of people attracted to subculture, B-movies, etc."