“But think of all the romance of going to Hollywood,” Sue insisted.
“There wouldn’t be much romance in going hungry,” replied Jane. “I’m satisfied.”
“I think you’re smart,” put in Grace. “In Chicago the last trip, I heard that with business picking up, the line was going to put on more girls. That means Miss Comstock will need an assistant and I wouldn’t be a bit surprised if you were appointed.”
“I’d like that if I could keep on flying,” said Jane, “but why do you think I have a chance?”
“Easy,” smiled Grace. “For one thing, you’re the best-known stewardess on the line. You’ve got a pleasing personality, all of the girls like you, and you certainly know your work. What more is needed?”
“Nothing,” confessed Jane, “but your specifications don’t fit me.”
“Just wait and see,” predicted Grace.
The motion picture company remained at Cheyenne the rest of the week, but the shots did not require extras although the girls often saw members of the company at the airport.
“There go my hopes of a film career,” smiled Sue a little ruefully, as she watched the director, and the leading man and lady board a westbound plane Sunday morning. “Guess I wasn’t cut out for an actress after all.”
“But you’re in the picture as an extra, like the rest of us,” Alice consoled her.