“Count us in,” declared Janet.
“What’ll we wear? Our trunks aren’t here?”
“Mother’ll take you shopping this afternoon,” promised Henry Thorne. “Or better, I’ll take you around to Roddy at the studio.”
“I’m not a mind reader. Who’s Roddy?” Helen asked.
Her father looked at her in astonishment. Then grinned. “Sure, you wouldn’t know Roddy. Well, he’s a thin little fellow, almost bald, but he creates the most sensational clothes worn by the stars at our studio. His credit line on the screen is always signed Adoree, but that’s just for publicity. Roddy wouldn’t be a good name for a creator of ultra fashions.”
“You mean you’ll have Adoree do dresses for us for tonight?” asked Helen.
“You’d better not call him Adoree or he’ll stick you full of pins. He’s just plain Roddy around the studio.”
Janet’s throat suddenly felt dry. Here, on her first day in Hollywood, she was to have a gown created by a famous designer and attend a premiere at the Queen’s Court.
Chapter XIX
GORGEOUS GOWNS
Henry Thorne telephoned for an appointment with Roddy and then drove the girls to the studio.