Mrs. Postal. Uh-huh.
Mr. Ball. And on that day, did you have the ticket taker working around 12:45, 1 o'clock?
Mrs. Postal. Just the usher, which, as I said, works the concession and ticket.
Mr. Ball. What was his name?
Mrs. Postal. Warren Burroughs. Call him Butch.
Mr. Ball. Butch Burroughs?
Mrs. Postal. Uh-huh.
Mr. Ball. Was he stationed inside the door, the entrance to the theatre?
Mrs. Postal. Yes, sir; he stays, actually, behind the concession counter, but as I said, the concession runs for the entire way as you go in the door and it runs this way so that you can see the door and steps insides, and tears tickets.
Mr. Ball. Now, did you have a radio in your ticket office?