Mr. Armstrong. No.
Mr. Hubert. By hanging herself in jail?
Mr. Armstrong. No.
Mr. Hubert. And she was arrested.
Mr. Armstrong. No.
Mr. Hubert. You have never heard anything about that?
Mr. Armstrong. No.
Mr. Hubert. And any of those names—Betty MacDonald or Nancy Jo Mooney mean nothing to you?
Mr. Armstrong. There was a girl named Nancy who worked at the club for a few nights or a few weeks—I don’t recall. There were so many girls came there—some of them I don’t even remember their names, but I don’t know whether it was Jo Mooney or what her last name was—as a matter of fact, I don’t even recall how she looked, but I remember writing the name Nancy as a waitress.
Mr. Hubert. Did they have a Polaroid camera at the club?