In Hollywood to See Stars

on a little. Does that answer your question buddy? Sure is of May's for Metro Golden Mayor's famous Maisie pictures. Just a moment you'll hear Maisie in radio starring the same glamorous star you all went to see and loved on this.

You were here. Stayed there. By profession I'm in show business. Show business. That's basic training for starving to death. Right now I'm in California. It's surrounded on all sides by Los Angeles. I came out here to make a crash into the movie, but here I am awake as you're working in one of those swank Hollywood restaurants, one of them $20 a bottle

champagne joint, where you pay triple, see double and feel single, and get in the signal from the May to D. May-Z, if you don't mind, please, the party of table eight is complaining about his steak.

I know Mr. Captain, but I can't take the steak back. You already bent it. Strong, isn't it? Yes, muscles are still. What you want I should do. Get them another steak? Perhaps I'd better handle this, Mr. Revere.

And I think you'd better take the order of those two young tourists on number 12. Oh, you mean the table right off the kitchen, our snake pit? Yes, they've been waiting a half hour to be served.

You may take that order. OK. Well, how major, this is your lucky day. A chance for a real dime, Tipp. Oh, meh, we've all been waiting here for a half hour. Yeah, my time short flies they'll live.

Lila honey, it's very obvious that they don't want our business here. Why back home we'd even treat Yankees better than this. Let's go. Roger Bow said, I don't intend to sell a foot from this night club until I've seen my very special movie star, Jonathan Bradshaw.