Her Hair is Harlow Gold

“Drop out of Deception? Give up the chance to work with Claude again, and not to mention Paul? Never!” Bette laughed at the thought of it, shaking her head. “I’ll have to take it easy, of course, but I am not a quitter. Especially where Claude Rains is concerned.” she joked with a grin. “Thank you, darling.”

Bette stared blankly in confusion for a few moments until Mary congratulated her, and her eyes widened in realization. “Oh--that--thanks.” she answered half-heartedly with with a grin. “I only just found out. Only thing is, it’s going to make shooting this picture a hell of a lot harder.”

Bette waved nonchalantly and flipped through her newspaper, only looking up when her friend yelled out an expletive. “Mary, what is it?” She turned around and stood up, concerned. “Are you alright in there?”