An assistant offered her a steaming cup of coffee, saying, “We're so grateful. Our makeup artist was suddenly taken ill with stomach pains and had to be rushed to the hospital."

"I appreciate it. Just set the coffee down for now. When's his rehearsal?" Bettie then set the makeup box on the dressing table right in front of the mirror.

"In about an hour. Oh, and here are the autographs you requested,"

Bradley said, gesturing to some signed postcards. “Make sure to take them."

“Will do, thank you." Bettie opened the makeup box and took out some brushes. "I'm indebted to you for the other day. Lucky I headed to your room; it saved me from embarrassment."