“Don’t keep us waiting too long,” smiled Jane.
“Roscoe James, the famous film director, came out on the plane from Chicago.”
“That’s nothing. Frederic March flew east with me the other day and never even looked at me,” said Sue.
“Yes, but Roscoe James stopped here.”
“Which means what?” asked Jane.
“His company, the Mammoth, is going to film an air story with the Cheyenne field for the background.”
Needed—One Pilot
Jane and Sue looked at Alice incredulously.